Just In Impression

In my tree nestled high—

a captain’s crow nest 

I command to explore

the verdant sea 

of neatly cut grass. 

A vantage— I watch the 

bristled tails of fauna 

frolicking along umber 

isles forged of pinecones

and needles fallen 

from the towering 

blue spruce. 

When the sun 

falls to my back  

I stand atop these barbed  

peaks—to unravel,

to name, the shapes

hidden among cashmere 

billows sailing across

the Aegean-blue sky.