POET OF THE WEEK
Cal Jones
Week of August 21
Here I sit
In the y-shaped branches of the
Tree
I close my eyes
Letting the sun soak through me
Warming me
I hear the river
Chuckling over the rocky bottom
And further on
Around the corner
Roaring laughter
From the rapids
Then
The thunderous
Boom
Of the waterfall
Here I sit
In the y-shaped branches of the
Tree
I close my eyes
Letting the sun soak through me
Warming me
I hear the river
Chuckling over the rocky bottom
And further on
Around the corner
Roaring laughter
From the rapids
Then
The thunderous
Boom
Of the waterfall