roosterman stares through glass sheds feathers from a haughty fan
hens and chicks step to shallow pan sip water and peck for last night's corn
(wild birds steal oats and flax hide in trees with treasure grains)
grass grows tall
foolish are we in sandals and shorts riding bikes through bumpy fields dodging turtles ducking pines squeaking brakes for sharpest turns
close there is a river close there is cold rushing smooth skipping stone in water green vining fingers sliding long through limbs dirt clinging sweat breathing salt licking birds singing all along the fork
i live across the road from some cows with my jammie husband, two dimpled children, a dog and cat, and lots of chickens ~ we also share our space with rabbits, deer, armadillos, snakes, turtles, and coyotes ~ i write songs, play guitar, and occasionally perform with a small band ~ i ran my first marathon in february, 2009 ~ 2012 UPDATE: i live in a van, down by the river! really!!!