Ayaz Daryl Nielsen- Three Poems

Mountain streams, 

diverted elsewhere

rainbow trout and 

all their cousins

hitching rides on 

Rainbow busses 

to pristine waters 

near Saskatoon.

bodies limp

thighs stained

legs quietly

entwined

‘see’ she says

‘the cold of 

us only lasts

so long’

The long strokes of oars beating

In the ethnological section, threaded 

within all weeping and laughter since 

our world began are rivers made for 

those who row in fog, in fog and mud, 

rowing almost without noticing the 

supreme repose cloaked in this

journey of life, the supreme embrace 

of eternal emptiness all stars of light 

travel through on their way home.

ayaz daryl nielsen, husband, father, veteran, x-roughneck (as on oil rigs)/hospice nurse, editor of bear creek haiku (25+ years/120+ issues), homes include Lilliput Review, Jellyfish Whispers, Boston Literary Magazine, Dead Snakes, and! bearcreekhaiku.blogspot.com (translates as joie de vivre)