Tuesday, May 7, 2019

wyoming (feb. journal)

stone, sun,
dry stream, stalk
walk
mountain surround
east - a blue you missed
slants 45 degrees
to ground
around
deer grazing
hazed rocks, light
might've seen two does, or five
grey, white-rumped
black-eyed
that gaze!
you, they, alert
to an old dog limping
foward
leashed
who
stops where
there could be
thawed memories
a moat surround
an imagined boundary to
this morning
that makes of us
sun stones
winter gold,
furred rock,
cold.