Two Bars

Standing on the roof of my house,

trying to get two bars,

in Red Lake.

In Red Lake

A Black bear frosted with cinnamon sits on the side of the road.

An Eagle peers into the distance from her high perch over the shoreline.

Two geese bugle as they fly just over head,

against the background of a Minnesota blue-white sky,

in Red Lake.

The Wind Carries Me

The wind carries me

to Red Lake

Four Owls

This morning, amid the rose-red rays of the rising sun

and the sounds of the birds singing it to rise

and the sounds of traffic from a highway not seen but heard

the four owls surround my house and encourage me.

“Go to Red Lake.”

You perch with your mate,

directly in front of me,

and unmistakably declare your name.

The sound of your name follows you as you fly around.

I see you… A Grey Crested Tit Mouse.

Why has no one else heard this wonderful thing?



The Frogs Sing In

The frogs sing in

the sounds of Spring.

Winter’s White

Winter's White 2 Narrow

6:30 a.m., and winter’s white awakens me.

I’m putting on my snow-suit

and going out to play,

old man style.


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