destruction of my sanctuary #poetry #vss


I stood last night at the devastation
at that place in nature
that is my sanctuary
that is my sanity
cranes, tractors, rolling machine
and a loud pump draining away all the water
canada geese honking dismay
clinging to mud puddles
fish suffocating to death
creatures terrorized
shuddering in cold wind
as their homes are destroyed
trees, bushes crushed
I laid down tobacco and prayed
the coyotes cried out
in unison with my tears
I never ever heard them like this before
it wasn’t howling
it wasn’t yipping
it was distinctly crying
thank you coyotes for vocalizing my pain

©Clear Wind Blows Over the Moon


Written Oct 4th, 2015


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