A Collection of Small Stones and Sounds
At the Service Station in Bishop, CA
Surrounded by utility trucks
WasteManagement picking up garbage
a gaggle of hunters in camouflage
Drowning in testosterone
Arrrrgh!
Get me out of here.
-January 2
Driving the Great Basin
Bare-branched oaks stretch
on a bright winter’s day.
Oooooh!
Ghosts drape from their limbs.
-January 3
Owens Valley
“Little Lake” surprises
in the midst of arid land.
She shed her aqua garment for mossy green.
Whooops!
Ducks bob on her wrinkly surface.
-January 4
Art
This morning,
heaven’s artisan chose a feathered brush.
Swiissh!
Paints whispy clouds.
-January 5
Golf
Driving the water hazard.
Ecstasy.
Plop. Splash. Ooops.
Be humble.
-January 7
Linking to dVerse Poetics, where Sheila Moore’s article and prompt deals with onomatopoeia. So, I took the short poems I had jotted down for River of Stones and made a bit of noise!