Monday, November 28, 2005

Pheasants (another poem)

From today's hike out to a waterfall and up a mountain and along the ridge. Sometimes you sneak up on animals. You surprise them. They surprise you. And as long as it's not a surly bear or tread-upon snake, it can beautiful, if fleeting...

thunder

on the mountain ridge

two pheasants taking flight

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