Dark green pines stab
feckless blue sky

Summer glistens lazy
petting the hurried creek

Hat Creek;
dauntless tourist
dark with secrets
bright with promise
ever traveling
Needing to know
whatÕs beyond the bend
and the one beyond

Crystal clear poetry slaps my bare feet
laps against green carpet
refills shorebound pools
feeds the eddy by the log
keeps me from sizzling
in the sultry august heat

Freckled river bottom
beneath silvered window
covers her treasures in moss
hiding tadpoles from gaping mouths

Green dragonfly,
flitting, skittering
across a sparkling life.
Touching truth
when truth allows.

At twilight, I recline
to watch the wind
dance the dying light silver
across cottonwood trees

the cool releases me
even as the smell
of baked timber lingers
in the evening air
sifting
from the pines, creaking
in the welcome breeze

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