High mountain

Body
Transparent

Shimmering
Leaf-like

Veined-

Dancin­g thru
Ether-

Windblown ice,

Beyond heat
And cold

Dancing thru
Ethereal
Soul

Gables up
Point
Ancient.

Where god(s)
In heaven(s)
May reside

Without freedom
To roam.

How to trammel

And restrict

The power

The awesome

Power of All

Now that ink

Chlorophyll

Has leached through
Leaf-

True colour may
Emerge,

Take up
Breeze,

Seek

Incorporation
Into earth.

Soft forest
Floor

Grow slow

Hardened peat

Unto diamonds
Heaped
Into golden
Dugout-

Canoed to
Freedom

run naked
in the garden of life

little purple flower
In a desert of scree
waits for a butterfly

     (me, too)

a sky of caring
a rabbit foot on a chain

two 6 packs
3 friends

take me back to the river
by the railroad tracks

and shelly
and keats
and junior kimbrough

take me back
to the river by the railroad tracks

and the flat pennies we held
in the palms of our hearts


fall
is a forgiving season

so take me back to the river by the tracks

where the river runs
deep
and wide
and the memories have souls

I was a butterfly

Flew into a flower

Not a butterfly

Today