Prompt was to write a poem for Earth Day
Along the river bank
Along the river bank
trees perch
by the toes of
their roots
sipping their
afternoon tea
beneath the
shimmering dome
of sky’s brightest blue
as the Buffalo flows
a dark green Caddy
headed for a meet-up
down at the White
in old Buffalo City
The absence of sound
weaving a spell
of silence that
elegantly drapes itself
along the bluffs
in a quiet so loud
that begs the question
of wakefulness or dream
until the stillness
is slit wide open
bleeding out the magic
to drown in the river
done in by a pod
of thermoplastic
killer whales
shredding the membrane
of this enchantment
as they paddle their way
uninvited into the
belly of this moment
their cacophonous chorus
louder than a
murder of crows
it’s only minutes
that feel like eons
‘til they round the bend
and in the gloaming
comes the wink of fireflies
flitting about
sparking the spell
back into place
as the ghosts of
the ancestors
gather round the fire
to tell the stories
of how it used to be
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