Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Short Poem

Moon Woman
by Charlie Ballard

Autumn leafs vanishing
with the smell of burnt cedar in the wind
whistling thru the moonlight

Leave me alone I say

echoing into the adobe walls
under sheep skins
and pinons

I've heard them say
blue horses rush in
taking with her water
buried deep
from haggard

the sun will rise soon
and she will be back
carrying full deer skin
hides, to nourish
the desolate.

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