Monday, May 31, 2010

Through, On, Over, Down, Up, Around, and Through

Through the forest

And on the sand

Dodging droppings and hoof marks

Thorny vines and old roots

Leaping over ledges

And escaping mud pits

Down to the river

Seated still on a bench of branch



Back up from the river

Around those mud pits

Ladders of ledges

Old roots and thorny vines

Familiar hoof marks and piles

Tilling the sand again

Scraping through the forest

And to the road


1 comment:

  1. Love the poetry. My favorite line is "bench of branch"

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