November 4, 2012
Growth
Rocky upward path
Horse shoe imprints in the clay
Dry grasses hugging stones
Grey greenish hanging moss
End of season. End of day
The wooden sign reads
Danger! Mountain lions
Maybe that's enough, I say
You say, Don't worry
Puffing on. I keep turning
Looking back.
In the evening chill
That bristles in our breath
White oaks writhe in orgy poses
Sun, behind the hill
Still is baking crusty ground
Between the two of us
As steadily we climb
(I dragged you here
You didn't want to come)
Something new is starting to appear
Delicate as the tender shoots
That tint the meadowland
Those baby hairs of hope that
Rise up everywhere
And enliven even hardened clay
After just two days of rain
Growth
Rocky upward path
Horse shoe imprints in the clay
Dry grasses hugging stones
Grey greenish hanging moss
End of season. End of day
The wooden sign reads
Danger! Mountain lions
Maybe that's enough, I say
You say, Don't worry
Puffing on. I keep turning
Looking back.
In the evening chill
That bristles in our breath
White oaks writhe in orgy poses
Sun, behind the hill
Still is baking crusty ground
Between the two of us
As steadily we climb
(I dragged you here
You didn't want to come)
Something new is starting to appear
Delicate as the tender shoots
That tint the meadowland
Those baby hairs of hope that
Rise up everywhere
And enliven even hardened clay
After just two days of rain
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mlambere
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Dianne Schuch - Lindsey
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Comments
Let's see now......... Oh yeah! I didn't use superlative yet!
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