Poetry

Stamping on Leaves

Stamping on Leaves

Stamping on Leaves

Hop, skip,
looking down as
she moves,
one stomp at a time,
here is Godzilla
just back from school
there weren’t enough victims
in project time.

Foolish attempts at
arresting nature
her scowl admits her failings,
the leaves skip as she hops
hop as she stamps,
her parents
oblivious
a few steps in front.

Autumn brings its own trials.

she captures one,
picks it up
turns it over and smiles
just fleetingly,
before letting it fall,
watching it go,
and stomping,
stamping some more.

Posted by jason in Poetry
Low Smoking Cow

Low Smoking Cow

Low Smoking Cow

The low smoking cow,
down on it’s knees
laid down in a field,
looking so calm.

After a run
along concrete walkways
it’s a smile on my face,
ink for my pen.

This morning’s turned cold,
the years slowly ending,
it’s all just as obvious,
as the low, smoking, cow.

Posted by jason in Poetry