Publication | Michael Penny

I have nowhere else
to leave these words.

I tried hanging them
from the cedar’s baroque branches
but couldn’t climb that high.

And I attempted to hide them
in the granite’s crystals
but light demanded more.

I brought them to the beach
but the waves washed away
even my intent.

The night’s rats investigated,
gnawed and nibbled,
but would not commit to feed.

Even the maggots
and their friends of decay
said my words weren’t ready.

For a moment I hoped
the wind would
cloud-lift them.

In the end,
I still had to open them
with no other place for them

once hidden in my heart
but now let go and here.


Michael Penny has published five books, lives on an island near Vancouver, and occasionally consults on the regulation of lawyers.