Friday, October 24, 2014
Two Poems by ayaz daryl nielsen
The days, so cold
The nights, so long
Wild geese and
black bear, deep
Mule deer and elk
among pine and
The clock ticks
about to end.
Here, beside this
place your lips
Even the broken apple tree branch
has blossoms, the Front Range forest,
an evening alpenglow. All we are, here,
upon this meadow, beside the Great Divide.
ayaz daryl nielsen, husband, father, veteran, x-roughneck (as on oil rigs), hospice nurse, editor of bear creek haiku (25+ years/120+ issues), homes include Lilliput Review, Jellyfish Whispers, Writing the Whirlwind, Shamrock, and bearcreekhaiku.blogspot.com (translates as joie de vivre).