larger birds mind not
communication neigh me
for I can not soar
where they soar
two branches
either
L I
perhaps you
broken
a colony of leaves
you continue
tiny patch of snow
path of snow
snow
no
southwest
watchful deer
ice falls
sounds
any philosopher would concede
bird feces
interconnect
damp leaf
berry for another meal
perhaps meals
some drips from ice
ice tears
a few more dry leaves
journey
like leaves of grass
Whitman’s spirit
both
train thunder
and
bird chirp
*written by Jo Sonofjo Wolstenholme*
*Pleasant Hill, Kentucky
near the Palisades*
*7 February 2009*
