
Stretch marks on her trunk:
rewards of rearing the young;
mama stands proudly.

Stretch marks on her trunk:
rewards of rearing the young;
mama stands proudly.

Big trees come alive
caffeinated by the wind
a spring afternoon.

A secret walkway
nestled deep in a mountain—
my magical aisle.

Rows of wild cabbage,
sitting ducks on a spring day—
to watch; not to touch.