~ The Poet's Place Cafe~

Staged Sanctuary

A cacophony of stillness rides
sweet marshmallow clouds
in the chilled blue of the winter sky.
A hawk flies in loops for imaginary crowds

My morning walk snakes down
into a feathered fern lined trail
and a grove of giants that drown
the expanse in eagle winged sails
of lacy green on blood brown
bark. The sanctuary of many tales.
                   ~~Judi Van Gorder