January 18, 2007


A poem dedicated to all my fallen ewes, lambs and ram, by illness or predator during 2005-2006

the dusty trail ends
a mile past coyote crossing

weaned lambs dive under wires
with nibbling mouths to the ground

ewes rest in the shade
wearing coats too hot for this!

tonight as they sleep
the young ones are dragged away

wool and small white bones
litter dried up summer grass

August 2006

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