Sunday, March 6, 2011

Listening to Lunasa

if flutes played your thoughts
what melodious prosody -
jazz or discord?


priapic pan-pipes 'pon cloven hooves
  the old forest gods springing
    to the early pulses on wild and scenic
steelhead bearing pulses
  bring dry-footed fishermen
    to flail local waters frothy
this morning's first dawn song
  faint tentative robin burbles
    followed by insistent goose chatter