Produced by Dennis Camire
This week’s poem is by Michalene Hague of Otisfield and of The Mountain Poets’ Society of Norway.
Foothills
By Michalene Hague
Steep slope of boulders
Stumbling below calm quarry
Tumbles the footloose.
Always stones.
Scarred woodlots, skidder
Tracks – hewn plots and rutted paths
Root destination.
Always sticks.
Bowed crows dot mowed field,
Beaks bent to pasture secrets,
Quick to apprehend.
Always bones.
Pale horse hoofs at snow,
Breathing beige against still white,
Seeking sheltered grass.
Always licks.
Great blue heron sails
Across curving country road,
Gentling into marsh.
Always loam.
Main Street towns banked on
Rivers ribbon window walks –
Footsteps follow eyes.
Always bricks.
Dirt and gravel drives
Wind to vistas housed on hills –
Trees embrace the views.
Always home.
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