Monday, April 22, 2019

HEAVEN LAKE (30) ~








Stone Sonnet





A young dump truck driver

with a new truck and a handsome

stainless steel dump body that he

is very proud of and listen how the

load of small stones seem to laugh

as they rush in the thousands down

to the ground



he asks —

“why did you ask for the pile

of stone to be dropped

right in front of the door?”

I said, “if you want something

moved

put it in your way”








Fair Warning






I went to find an old friend today

I had no idea it was a friend until I arrived

over the slope of early spring forest

the snow all vanished

the many spaces without foliage

a clean look for any eye

and coming over the rise

there was my old friend

long gone sugar maple tree

it was my companion decades

ago when cutting winter firewood

in this woodlot, now mostly broken

down and in massive sections rotting

into the earth, and the twenty feet still

standing is beyond recognition, you see

this was a tree I once talked to, knew it

was slowly dying then but I thought it

would take forever and now we are beyond

forever and I’m coming to grips what time

has passed, 200 feet away in my house, so easy

to see from where my friend passed on with-

out a word, in the wind, the winter, summer

play, fall passage and discovery spring —

I’m too late

don’t you be







Framing The Barn







How trusting, relaxed!

Daddy-Longlegs moves

Inches from my hammer blows







The Winter Of Big Snow






I shoveled more

snow bank today



cut it like

a wedding cake



moved the blocks 

of snow as if



I was indeed

building an



igloo —

I did once



with my

son



he adored it

we both crawled inside





________________________


Bob Arnold
Heaven Lake

Longhouse 2018








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