Say sky
in the language of rain
and ocean
returns to the desert.
Say trees

each time another
one falls to the clear-cutting
moan of a forest
in pain. Say jaguar

until it comes back
to secret pools
of moonlit water.
Say black

and the raven clouds
release in a deluge
each word
ever held back
as drought.

By David Chorlton

Storm over rainforest mountain

David Chorlton is a transplanted European, who has lived in Phoenix since 1978. His poems have appeared in many publications on- and off-line, and reflect his affection for the natural world, as well as occasional bewilderment at aspects of human behavior. His most recent book, A Field Guide to Fire, was his contribution to the Fires of Change exhibition shown in Flagstaff and Tucson in Arizona. Click HERE to visit his web site.

Photo by the author

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