Selected Poems from Chalkwood Heights:

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The eroded cliffs of dry

                Lake Cohuillo

were the horizontal shoreline

                12,000 years ago

                granite darkly stained

waves of dust

                now carry the empty sea

                ashore

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                unpinned to waft

                       wary and adrift        

                       toward some groundless soil

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        head jutting out a tent flap

        feet still curled inside a

                fifteen dollar sleeping bag

        same feet which last night

                weren’t sure if they were cold

                or merely reliving some sort of

                       Siberian honeymoon

breakfast snagged ten feet up a Ponderosa Pine

        just in case that grizzly

                last seen in 1907

        didn’t have it in his mind

                to make one last curtain call

no price on the crisp air of April

        Breckenridge Mountain morning