filligreed matrix of the hobbit's residency
why we wade in
ankle- deep chilled waters
becomes the pine koan
as predictable as the weather--salt water fish laden waves splash languidly against a deserted sturdy cabin
lining the beach like a poem- needing several pairs of rested eyes to evaluate its poetic merit
requiring a revision of sun beams, joists, clear panes,
the local fallen pine's perpendicularity
carpentry learned from generations of fathers
dancing the foxtrot with daughters-
while wildness howls shamelessly outdoors
inside quiet wraps around parlor in fuzzy pastels
quarry tiles smooth, and warm to the touch of young
feet tethered to earthy elegance
how effortlessly the tides change-
bringing all the goats and rams,
lambs and lions to roost together again
kjl '19
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