Stallion Breeze
III
it rains in patches
we gather wood in Apache country
dry wood ready for burning
I put up the tent
while you start our nite-fire
we feed it wood & rain
flicker flames rising, falling
a tidal flow
for the longest time
mystery dance of fire
Shiva in the rain
IV
walk along the road
beside vast array of radio-antennae,
auralscopes for stars
rain chases back
away from these upturned bowls
we run & walk & run
dripping hairslick to the car
Copyright 1986, edited 2006 njTare
