Pendelton's Jacquared Blankets

 

Injin Casino

White Man's Reservation

Dirt Road Harvest

Jaqua Academic Center, on the U of O Campus

When you contemplate the forests
At dawn you can smell
The Ferns Blossom

Ground fog obscures a woodland view, and spray paints spider webs full of misty glistening dew.
Meanwhile Old Growth Roots lick up a forest soup of murkiness.
This morning a forest will take in its glistening foggy due.
Till sunbeams arrive and hose down morning moisture till its dry n true.

I sit alone
Millions of thoughts pursue me
On a mountain pass
Burnt mud caked to my boots
flicked off with a burnt stick

A untitled Tanka:
Natures Candles glimmer
Autumn's lightning blooming
Petal plumage droops n flickers
Leaves wither in white dew
Foliage raindrops in free fall