Beyond Badges and Barbed Wire
 
Baklava
 
Perfect Pen
 
Red Ride
 
Raven Heart
 
That Wild Thing
 
Tsunami
 
August 4th
 
Urban Spring
 
Yellow Canyons
 
Edge of the World
 
Silver Weaver
 
Grace
 

 
River Run 

They zip zap zag
through branches
arched to river
rocks roll
boulders bound
puppy play pounce
rabbit legs
hop hop hop.

It’s morning time.

Sniff, scratch snarf.
Who was here?
What did they do?
I’ll leave my scent too.
River runs wild
towards Oregon
rapids churn
Thoughts stir.
I put one foot
in front of the other
Native American
soil, Children of the Sun.
Who was here?
What did they do?
Run wild, run out
missionaries pray,
believe in one God.

I listen to wind,
river, feel sun pulse
warm on back.
Children of the Sun
where are you now?

Still they zip and zag
sniff and scratch
play and pounce,
river runs,
river runs.




 

 Diane Sherman