the prairie
in fall
so much brown
brown
browngold
goldbrown
gold
the prairie
in winter
so much
white
bluegray
whitebluegray
white
when i cannot bear
the monotone palettes
any longer
i plant
drag clay pot
from window
to window
following
weak winter sun
drip water
over dry dirt
and wait
to feel life
life spirit
green
brush
against
my fingertips.
(C) Carol Wilcox, 2016
I just can't find time to write with you, Mary Lee, and everyone this year. This is lovely, that repetition and the feeling of sheer need, please a little green! It is an interesting place that prairie.
ReplyDeleteLove this with all my Eastern Colorado heart! Am adding it to the post. Love, love, love.
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