Sage

 

is the aromatic Salvia

 

     the high desert bloom

     the scent of inland Oregon

     the one I would retrieve, could I

 

 are the hills 

 

     are the exposed ribbons 

     of hard rock that remain after

     the soft scree has flowed to the ocean

 

is the scent 

 

     I choose to associate with you

     and the night we spent under the stars 

     the red rocks behind us, the river running near.

 

 

 

 

 





Poetry by jim The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-02-13 at 16:19

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
A loving remembrance of a state as much as a person. Very nice.
2022-02-14



I like how you soften the rocks to a smooth flowing ribbon. Makes me see them in a different way .
2022-02-13