Above Sunderland

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Be aware of nature around you

Submitted: December 18, 2007

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ABOVE SUNDERLAND

 

I remember a

Friday evening -

home from work in Greenfield -

true luxury

to stand on the balcony and look,

and let the fatigue flow off.

 

West, beyond a line of trees

the Connecticut flowed

chill -

I saw a Sturgeon

swimming there -

once.

Uncommon even then.

Rarer now, certainly.

 

A bobcat cried

that night

from the Berkshires behind

my flat.

I listened,

judging the distance.

I thought I knew

where she lived,

up a trail

and in the heights.

Come morning I wandered

through the hills

to a tumble of boulders

I remembered.

But,

being a noisy, smelly creature,

had given warning of my approach,

and sent her deeper into her lair.

No sighting –

only a paw print in the dirt,

spoor of her evening ramble.

 

And that was enough -

for connection.

 

 

by James Gagiikwe  © 2007


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