Mud Green Flowing

Every week or so I harvest a few of the micropoems I wrote that week, often inspired by nature or writing prompts (such as @Microprompt and @WrittenRiver, or my own new @NaturePrompt, on Twitter).


img_2896My creek overflows
from mad rivers in the sky
on loan to the earth
for a while
everything is mud
and green
and flowing
my three favorite species


We run free
in the pine grove
among abandoned farm equipment
no time exists
only play
with frolicking raccoons
sharing secrets with
sunset bats and possum people


the trail unfolds meanderingly
for days
until something ancient awoke
in me, shouting
“I am mammal
clear & bright
made to move”


I never could
draw a dream
but that’s ok
because I have
words
and the space between them
holds them up
like an offering


At this hour
before he who wakes us
opens his eye on the world
nothing has yet stirred
a moment of repose
the source of the ten thousand things
crisp silence
ripe stillness
will carry me through
the doing of the day


 

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