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[sid] => 10003
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Witness
[time] => 2003-01-08 17:20:00
[hometext] => LIfe experiences in nature remind us all of how fragile we are, and how enduring all of life is around us, what remains the same is always changing.-ghostbear
[bodytext] => Witness
by glb/ghostbear 1/07/03 I climb back in, Rain reflectons cast a full moon's Glow across flooded fields Filtered deep into flat black night Against the heart of December's Darkness. I climb back in, Atop flat farm fields Overwhelmed by December's thaw. Beneath indigo skies Windblown bulging, thunder clouds Carry drenching rain storms Out of Southwestern plains, Pouring their way across Wisconsin farmlands. I climb back in, Full moon rises Above flooded fields, Beneath black clouds, Suspended, Night's witness hangs Between frozen past, And t hese flooded times. You can feel them, In the wind against your face. You can smell them in crisp air. You can sense their signature, Memories all their own, Scrawled across the back Walls of your mind. I climb back in, Night wind and rainstorm Promise once again, Snow's but a myth Upon the wind. Canadians have extended Their stay, All night they scramble In hurried furious, squawking clans, From field to river and back again. Sandhills trumpet their goodbyes, Ghosts from high skies, Telling us their moving on, But there's uncertainty in their echoes. Flocks of Mallards, Greenbacks And all related kin, Wait upon the river, Fly out into the moon, Then return again. All of us, Who bear imprint to journey, To Travel on, Witness times between ice and thaw, Waiting, waiting, waiting For Winter's call. Uneasy we remain, Waiting for snow to fall. All in all, We know Winter's not to be trusted These days. I climb back in, More than in time, Off the road, Across the tracks where trains And barges keep constant Story. All night long, They travel southbound. Back in, Where the river wash Becomes a hidden sanctuary Of tormented oaks, Twisted Elms and Disarmed Box Elder, all scarred by Rivers rage. Back in, Where river's inlets and coves Remind us, Nothing is safe from flooded crimes. Yet everything with roots in time Remains the same. I climb back in, Amongst all of these stories, Trying to begin, Trying to find, Secrets of open water In Ice times, Where Eagles nest and guard Their sacred fishing grounds, Where muskrats build Hibernation mounds, Where Lynx prowl, And lonely Coyotes Find thin fingers out into The river's midst to howl. We all bear witness to bended river ways, To Trails followed, Tales unwound, Open water bays, And years when we learned To be unafraid. I climb back in, Witness to where the river Names and claims All who have dared Bear sin against it. Here, no matter how sure You or I are of the moon's phase, If we've learned Anything at all about river ways, Heart to heart. We know for sure, Winter's not to be trusted These days. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 27 [informant] => ghostbear [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => NaturePoetry )
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