TWENTY DAYS

Posted on October 3, 2021 by | 5 Comments

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I can taste the pines and cedars when I awake

to fuzzy black to search for stars

beyond, hoping for a clear day.

 

Choking smoke with my coffee,

with feeding cows and first-calf heifers

calving, faded coyotes close.

 

Ash falls like snow, skiffs light and dirty.

In this haze, it’s easy to get lost at home.

I track my steps to where I’m from.

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5 responses to “TWENTY DAYS”

  1. Pearl Maxner | October 3, 2021 at 4:32 pm | Reply

    So much heart…

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  2. Jim Sullins | October 3, 2021 at 4:55 pm | Reply

    John we are paying for so many bad decisions, and not doing anything is a negligent decision!

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  3. Jerry Thomas | October 3, 2021 at 6:32 pm | Reply

    I feel for you and Robbin, and even the new calves. God, how the world has changed…

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  4. Shirley Kirkpatrick | October 3, 2021 at 6:53 pm | Reply

    I shared this with our family. It explains beautifully what we are going through! Bad air quality, but the work must go on!

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  5. Melinda Green Harvey | October 4, 2021 at 7:26 am | Reply

    Oh, John…this is heartbreaking.

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