Tuesday, October 7, 2014

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
‘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)

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