Category: debris

• August 16, 2021

  Listen To The Stream

  Listen To The Stream Put your eager ear to the swishing sound of the running brook: It ripples and runs over rocks It trickles through debris It flows and burbles calmly along the bed In it the fish jump with ease The stream current changes like the notes in a melody Come on and take…
• August 31, 2020

  Can I Get a Witness? 

  Can I Get a Witness?  beat it like a cockroach on a bathroom wall  slide like ice is under your feet  strike with the accuracy of a bald eagle  and the ferocity of a lioness in heat be like hyenas cunning and lethal stalking your territory for a way to feed your people be fearless…
• August 12, 2020

  Use of a Tool

  Use of a Tool in the fall, the maroon, crimson, rust colored, dried leaves descend on barren ground from elm trees in metamorphosis we grab the rake we don’t ask, if it would like to be used? or how it feels today?  we utilize the tool and the object of our desire… has no say…