A Summer Palate

Long ago & far away

That exquisite string of life sewed us to the earth.

Clotheslines climbing over backyards,

Wet sheets bleached by sunshine,

Breezes lifting up the drying edges.

Water from a vacation spring,

Iron spigot smelling cold,

Quivering leaf reflections,

Mountain muddy,

Washed in micro-studded sand.

Magic waters alive with  sharp spruce,

Blue jays and hummingbirds,

Grey rough pine twigs snapped off for kindling. 

Doorway dreams of Grizzly Bears attacking porches

Just in time for morning.