Moccasin feet on jagged mountainsThe mountains like giant lizards
changing colors with a sun’s whims.
Navajo sons lasso clouds of pipe smoke
drifting across vast deserts
of scrub brush and cacti.
and the sands moistened with the tears
of broken promises
The coyotes’ yowl; black bears growl
And mission bells peelover sands of bobcats and tarantulas.
The clop-clop of a patient burroplodding by mines of silver and copper
when night falls fast and cold
under wide sombrero skies.
Susan Dale’s poems and fiction are on Eastown Fiction, Ken *Again, Penwood Review, Yesteryear Fiction, Feathered Flounder, Hurricane Press, and Writing Disorder. In 2007, she won the grand prize for poetry from Oneswan.