Tuesday, January 14, 2014

At the Preserve


impressions left upon ground
digging deep into the earth
walk on the narrow path
journey alone, deep in the woods


warm air fills my lungs
                  deep breath in
 and out
dandelion and snakeroot
     tickle my nose
and the ever present scent of pine
is underneath


              on then
first step           over fallen log
which has just begun to rot
rest
sip  fresh water and have
a protein bar


up ahead lie two gardens--
carefully planted
one yields potatoes, one nectar
a place for butterflies to dance


walk by the stream
     then head past pavilion
           finally go towards the car
dream and wait for another Saturday

2014
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  1. CarrieFriday, 17 January, 2014

    Thank you for sharing. I noted in class how much I admired about the poem. A few suggestions in case you want to go further: some of the details could be more specific --

    e.g.
    one yields food vs. one yields cabbages, rutabegas, cucumbers, beans

    Or "go towards the car" vs. crunch toward the hatchback.

    These are just two examples of many opportunities to push the imagery,

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