March 14, 2015

Someone has put a scarf on Ignatius

Frozen in a permanent step

Hunched forward

His robe flows being him in a bronze billow

The scarf is blue and grey and maroon with a white trim

Not white anymore

He's looking over the land from his pedestal

Much like I look out from this window to see him

His scarf waves in the dampe cold breeze.

Once in a while it slaps him.

He doesn't seem to mind.

             March 17, 2015

Someone has put a scarf on Ignatius

He doesn't seem to mind

Frozen in a permanent step

Once in a while it slaps him

Hunched forward

His scarf waves in the damp cold breeze

His robe flows behind him in a bronze billow

Much like I look out of this window to see him

The scarf is blue and grey and maroon with a white trim

He's looking over the land from his pedestal

Not white anymore.

March 18, 2015

Someone

  hunched forward

      not white anymore

        it slaps him

    frozen

      in a brazen step

has put

  blue and grey and maroon with a white trim

     once in a while

A scarf

 his scarf

    much as I look out this window

 like his pedestal

on Ignatius

   his robe

       he doesn't seem damp

I mind

   the permanent cold breeze.