Two Short Pieces

1. A Martian visits the farm

Passing over the ridge, I watch to my
Left, a giant, clothed in greens and yellows and browns.

Overcalling the wind-song, I hear her growling as she lumbers.

Under her high belly, great crenellated feet carry her on.

Graceful, her faithful high-crying servants follow behind, swooping,

Hungry to touch the earth stirred by her voyage.

2. Gratitude

Hiding within herself

an endless living river,

strung tight as piano wire,

she breathes out

so that I breathe in

she breathes out;

an immense fire
lights the winding living river
flowing quietly inside my self