Ripples of earth
floating on water,
Sinuous ridged edges
merge into symmetry,
Land square-framed
by mud and reeds,
In your moats and brooks
tadpoles graduate
to heron-speared frogs,
Wrigglers hyperactivate into
buzzing flight
to blood feasts,
Gopher snakes glide,
Zen-like, without
much thought at all.
Reaped and scraped
at fall’s end,
Asleep through winter’s death,
you await spring’s glory
And a face-lift returning
your furrowed visage.
Bluster & Absurdity 