Two days ago
the sun caught me stealing light
to illuminate a poem,
then reported me to Mother Nature
who posted my likeness about the land.
Soon, the ocean, forest, birds, flowers, et. al.
filed suit for substantial abuse
and complacent philandering without permission.
I pleaded guilty;
admitted taking breath from wind
marshmallows from the sky to sweeten song,
and rage from the ocean
to instill a sense of urgency.
Convicted and confined to a windowless room,
no writing, visitation
or glimpses of stolen sights,
I was sentenced to imagine beauty
and the wholesale exploitation of words.
Michael Keshigian is a performing
musician and college educator in Boston. His most recent
publication credits include: California Quarterly, Pegasus, Red
River Review, Oyez Review, Fairfield Review, and The Sierra
Nevada College Review among many other online and written
periodicals. He has three published chapbooks and has had two Pushcart