BUILD A NAME FROM PARACHUTES

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Build a name from parachutes: this is your life ​

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for the rest of your life. I see the petals,​

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harsh umbrellas that are, as we’re deplaned​

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onto careless clouds, full of their unspeakable rain.​

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You and I are swept upside-down into pools of fir

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that sway in circles more, plummeting on water’s waves 

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dust colored. When you say that we are only ourselves and I am

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listening, nudge the pen in my hand to write

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parachute-eyes, downcast, rain unmute,

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the vacant spaces that could lead to our vanishment.

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Some arrive claiming to blot the world like a question.

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Nothing could keep this parachute under its watery lights. 

 

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BIO:

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Lee Patrick Patterson is a writer and educator from Miami, Florida, living with his wife and son in Southern California. His poems have recently appeared in HAD, Hyacinth Review, and LIT Magazine.