Coffee

 

Black crows

Two flocks

Leapfrog

To the best perches.

Between,

One gull

Beats hard,

White against full gusts

I do not feel.

 

Footsteps

Slap wood

Dockside

Where the ice-rain stings.

Earlier,

My index finger

Brushed your cheek

And you made coffee.

                  

                     – December, 20, 2008

                        Kodiak, Alaska

 

 

 

 

Arctic Tints

 

Ochre, burnt sienna,

Waxy blue gray, olive green,

Chocolate brown, 

Green gray, green blue,

Deep jade, calico.

Shimmering teal, 

Rusty umber,

Tints of tundra.

 

 

Late,

Lazy sunrise,

Lilac silhouette,

Ric-rac cloud,

Bands of soft peach dog.

Tussocks, antlers,

Water so low.

Currents against the swift,

Enameled camp

Up-river.

Caribou caught on the ice,

Taupe.

Guns all ’round.

Poor things,

We don’t know where to run.

 

     – January 4th, 2009

        Kodiak, Alaska