thirst

back and forth
near a roadside puddle
ravens thirst

at a roadside puddle
going back and forth
ravens drinking

off a ways on the side of the road while sitting in traffic on South Tongass Highway several ravens were cautiously hopping over to a rain puddle to get a drink. they never did find the courage to drink.

orca

pulling off the road
tourist jumping out
an ocra pod swims

while driving into town we found ourselves pulling over on the side of the road like so many others this morning to watch a pod of ocra whales swimming by.

dandelions

along a dirt road
on a backhoe’s bucket
dandelions cling

the state has been cleaning out the ditches along the highway all week long. at a stop sign I notice a backhoe parked with dandelions hanging from it's bucket.

parking lot

out at night
across the parking lot
the buoy flashes

found myself sitting in the parking lot on a rainy night thinking about life. out of the dark night the flash of buoy lights on the water reminds me to head home.

ferns

fiddlehead ferns
unfolding upwards
through the railing

on the way up the deck from an exhasting day at work. I find myself greeted by several fiddlehead ferns unrolling through the deck railing. it amazes me how quick things grow in the rainforrest...my yard.

jaywalkers

after jaywalking
a curbside struggle
on a broken wheelchair

saw this tourist couple crossing the street without useing the crosswalk. nothing strange about that here in Ketchikan very common practice for out-of-towners. but in this instance the husband was pushing his wife across the street in a wheelchair. as they got to the curbside it was a struggle to get up on the sidewalk. they were holding up traffic.

cedars

from a woodsman saw
wooden snowflakes
rest upon us all

the whine of the chainsaw is still upon my ears as I write this. spent pass two days helping a friend remove a hundred foot red cedar from her property. the old tree was leaning over her cabin threating to destory it one day. i couldn't help but think that the retired woodsman hired to retire this old cedar seemingly were bound together giving each a purposeful life. as the sawdust drifted down upon us I could help but realized their fate was our fate.