Sparks Lake haiku

one epoch to the next
in season - clouds, water, rocks -
life, life, life.

We won't say (Devil's Lake)

who said fall could encroach
on summertime dreams? tipsy
lodgepole point out the yellow
march across the way, and ice-
water flows the way ice water
will. nobody say "winter."

Elk Lake fireworks

Let's celebrate with fireworks
of yellow cottonwood: nobody
here much, right now, and
the joy of winter yet to come.

nothing original at North Twin Lake

   nothing original to be said
   about reflections, rocks,
   sand, or water - except that
   every experience is the first
   breath of discovery,
   over and over again. so take
   that first barefoot splash
   to stand on the warm island
   of black rock, and create
   ripples - wherever you go.

dancing paws

quarter past fog on Fall River, where
morning breaks over the meadow -
and there, just there! is the
healthiest coyote in the county,
splendid in fur and mouse-fed
fat. and there, where the road
turns in both directions at the
stop sign, a hopeful sign, in
highway yellow and black,
singing the praises of "dancing
paws mobile grooming service."
now we know where he goes.

e-card from the byway page

Want to send an e-postcard from Cascade Lakes? Go to the photo section at     
http://byways.org/explore/byways/2144/photos.html and select a photo -
you can create an instant e-postcard there. This one is one we sent as
part of arranging the 2011 poetry byway project.

Fall River sighting (bandana poem)

Are there really more cougars
lashing their tails, or are there
more tales, lashing the cougars?