Ode to an Eaglet June 2011, Wyoming
I saw your nest high above the Wyoming fields. Your mother resplendent and perched over your still live sibling, now the sole heir to her nest, her food, her beak.
You lie still amidst the prairie grasses in a secluded spot where post and wire dissect the fields in moist pools from overflowing spring melt river banks and the toil of beavers.
Now your small wheat colored corpses lies with its…Continue
Added by candy jones on June 17, 2011 at 10:11pm — No Comments
We walk along the high altitude timber trail passing tall stands of Aspen with florescent green leaves unfurling into spring. We come upon four fallen Aspen their wide trunks crossing our way, ..creamy white and black striped bark like animal skin.
Our riding boots and chaps swish along the grass filled lane dressed with fresh dung droppings. I raise my eyes across the horizon in search of silent standing elk. I breathe.
Red willow branches stretch alongside bright…
Added by Page Lambert on June 6, 2011 at 8:27am — No Comments