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against the current

traveling against the current

against tide travelers

gliding up and out on slick ribbons

pulled into dark forests

where green marries black


here, a stream shakes life into the air

with each slap of battered fighters

broaching destinies while gulls consider

their next course


traveling against clocks

traveling elliptically

even traveling when we arrive

until it’s all fluid

sliding tumbled into tomorrow

yesterdays lie scattered on banks and riverbottoms


trees, not quite full frontal

wear mossy leggings and use ferns as pasties

trailing natty beards weirdly mist woven

ferns dictating understories into vanishing ravines

reading secret landscapes from sacred scores


traveling fast slowly

against currents

against granite

against predation

into natural inclusion

into natural solutions

traveling against the current



David Trudel     ©  2013



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Winter Solstice

In this place the rocks can talk            IMG_1559

Eroded and fuzzed with lichen and moss

They live in slow motion

Groaning their conversations across the ages

They don’t waste time on pleasantries

When you find the right pool of water

On a day like the solstice

A little reflecting can go a long way


IMG_1560   If the light of the sun hits the oblique just so

   If your mind relaxes and stops its chattering

   A little reflection is good for the soul

   Looking deep into the shallow pool

   This teardrop lets you find a way into the rock

   If you can manage to not quite look

   Perhaps a vision might be seen

   And if you listen very slow

Slower still

You’ll hear the murmur deep below

And if you can step between the cracks     IMG_1561

You might just start to change

Become a different kind of bird

In a shadowland absurd





David Trudel  ©  2012            Images by the author





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