Where You'll Find Me

 

 

Where You’ll Find Me

       4/19/14

The morning April air

  welcomes with a cool breeze

Lone pines stand among the

  dense bare branched forest

Olive laurel sprout from the forest floor

  up from the brown wintered leaves

Branches and limbs scatter the earth

  in twists and tangles

The drumming of a grouse is heard

  A turkey gobbles in the hollow

Amongst this forest

  back from the main roads

A creek is hidden

  It riffles and gurgles as it flows

And this is where you’ll find me

  Part of it all

~doubletaper