My Place on this Soil

Posted below is a response to today’s WordPress Daily Prompt.

photo

Human

Stepping where November
still lies, dry and brown,
on the forest floor

and bare trees stretch
from earth, knuckled and knalred,
like the hands of old men,

I watch a gray mouse dash
through the dark of a hollow log,
up a dragon’s tail,

weaving left, right, left
about its frilled back,
but neither beast consider

my breath for I’ve forgotten
my place on this soil.

Advertisements

One thought on “My Place on this Soil

Say something!! Please?

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s