Wildflower Ramble


Our footsteps
bruise a dark trail
through pliant foxtails,
golden poppies, sky lupine.

Here among greasewood,
homesteads melt back to fern;
a sinking oak rots
into damp miner’s lettuce.

Iron nails rust
within tin filigree,
a termite bored trailer bed,
weather bowed axles.

Last winter’s yarrow
bisects burgeoning mustard.
Sage interrupts yellow broom.
Lichen sprouts from stone fractures.

Frantic doves, stirred by trespass,
splash across fog-smudged skies,
shear past blooming scrub,
spilling soft wakes of feathers.

Fallen pine weeps.
Hawk shadows paint
rugged hills, redwood canyons,
wild radish meadows.

By Jennifer Lagier

blue flowers under cloudy sky


The author, Jennifer LagierJennifer Lagier has published ten books and in literary magazines. She taught with California Poets in the Schools, co-edits the Homestead Review, helps coordinate monthly Monterey Bay Poetry Consortium Second Sunday readings. Forthcoming books: Harbingers (Blue Light Press), Scene of the Crime (Evening Street Press), Camille Abroad (FutureCycle), Forthcoming: Like a B Movie (FutureCycle Press, 2018).Click here to visit her website. Photo by the author.

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