The Valley


The Valley

winter left sudden the valley
budding green cottonwoods perked
the sparse landscape

the sky waxed clearer
dust slowly settled with late winter’s drizzle
the quartz-rock mountains crackled in clarity
ruggedly tearing the skyline

chickweed crowned the hillocks
and rumps in an emerald carpet—
desert lilies trumpeted the roadside
their clarion-like flowers heralding
the end/the beginning
of a new season

and soon the river
the opal blue river
its rocky red banks
the swelling current’s turbulent
surging fat ripple

will sing…

let go
let’s go
down by the river
where the waters rush by
down by the waters
by the riverside
water so clear and crystal azure
water so pretty make you
lose those


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