MTB Poetry

Frozen Tracks

the sky is the color of boredom
the wide muddy river wabash flows
brown with ice sheets floating on
the far side away from where the
frozen trail cuts through the woods

an owl sighting on the inner loop
a great blue heron sighting on the
outer loop and the occasional
voices of chickadees talking to
one another on a winter’s day


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