Mire of the Northern Rain Forest

Spring buds
Bursting
Like popcorn stuck on sticks
Raising my perspective to
Gallivant
In knee-high tickle grass
Nested
In the strew of stony rocks
Festooned
With sphagnum and lichen
Frothed with droplets
Of glistening crystal lather
Moored in glade and rill
Plundered in claggy stodge
Boggy green and juicy with rain
The jaunt sloshes with plunger feet

Air raids above
Signal
Whirring wispy winged ghosts
Bombers
Buzzzzzzzzzing
Skitting overhead
Barely black shadow fellows
Intent in reaching their target
Synced and signaled
Like flittering naked poltergeists
Aiming for a sticky sweet meal
Arms, legs ankles and necks
Covered or not
Stabbed with little mercy
In the trove of
Spring Buds
So Alive!



May 16, 2020
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Neumann Avatar
May 23, 2020 at 5:32 AM
Awesome. XXX
Blodgett Avatar
May 24, 2020 at 2:52 PM
This is one of my favorite places - Big Sur. Not too far from where I live. Thanks Kai
Delaney Avatar
May 17, 2020 at 5:46 AM
Some wonderful descriptions, Lonna: Congrats on your win. SuZ
Blodgett Avatar
May 17, 2020 at 5:59 PM
Thank you Suzanne. The words were fun.
Barden Avatar
May 17, 2020 at 3:07 AM
Beautiful write - congratulations on your well-deserved win in Brian's contest, Lonna - best wishes and keep the ink flowing, my friend! ~ the bard
Barden Avatar
May 18, 2020 at 12:55 AM
Just wonderful imagery and phrasing - so enjoyed it!
Blodgett Avatar
May 17, 2020 at 6:00 PM
Thank you Dear Bard. I had fun with this description, and the words that convey the bog of it.
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