19 January 2008

winter wren

you can come up
off a drop of ink
like a duck off
a pond. suddenly
not floating, you
are flying.

the trees
have changed

or i've forgotten the

cold and weighted
grey sky
the greenblack firs

1 comment:

Mac Bliss said...

Monte, Hello from Ballard. I went through a change of email/software and am unsure of your email.

Mine is masterbuilder009@hush.com
Love to hear of your endeavors...

I'm working on a novel and a couple of short stories,
When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.

The chemotherapy seems to have worked, I'm a week away from being done with the poison.

Hope this note finds you well, LOVE MARK