Black bears, eagles, slugs & stuff.
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Black bears, eagles, slugs & stuff.
Misty morning foggy wood
black bears whisper low groans
like little rumbling thunderheads
but down here near my bones.
Slugs moss-rocks
rotten cedar trees fallen
now washing themselves clean in my eyes.
Swift stream home
snowmelt
flashing water reflections
my face… eagle each eye,
everything… talons.
The rain has stories of cave crystal ceilings
where storms brew
and humans shelter.
When hearing is chirping
I remember being under ferny roots
where livable raindrops belong to frog city
where multiple microscopic galaxies worship salamanders
kings and queens
each one to me
a celebrating star-beam
of life.
Misty morning foggy wood
black bears whisper low groans
like little rumbling thunderheads
but down here near my bones.
Slugs moss-rocks
rotten cedar trees fallen
now washing themselves clean in my eyes.
Swift stream home
snowmelt
flashing water reflections
my face… eagle each eye,
everything… talons.
The rain has stories of cave crystal ceilings
where storms brew
and humans shelter.
When hearing is chirping
I remember being under ferny roots
where livable raindrops belong to frog city
where multiple microscopic galaxies worship salamanders
kings and queens
each one to me
a celebrating star-beam
of life.
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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