It's a short walk to the noodle shop
where Kumiko serves up Kung Pao,
and a peek at the Moon.
Farther out is the ocean at Kalaloch,
a storm backed high tide rules the beach,
a Steller's Jay perches on an ancient cedar,
cheesecake and coffee at the lodge
overlooks the Clearwater, frost creeps up
cabin windows, some birds mate
for life. On the other side of Elwah Pass
a winter wind raises dust on the western plain,
rock cairns mark a dirt road
receding across an ancient battleground,
a pair of travelers walks into the haze,
small loads depress the mind.
Journeys don't start long,
near the end we understand
there's no time to go back.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Long Walk
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3 comments:
Yeah I like this, and that thought, 'journeys don't start long'
There's some timeless elements here!
You have such a gift for bringing places to life! Love this!
ahhh, the places we'll go and the places we've been.. im puttin my shoes on now ready to go...
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