Poetry

Winter 2021

photo by Thomas Noland
cedar tree
photo by Thomas Noland

POETRY

Autumn 2021

SACRED ONES

by Diane Moser

Outside my window
cedars lift their needled arms
salute a damp sky.

I inhale their pungent smell of pitch
and mold
and a thousand showers.

They tell ancient stories
of moccasined feet,
of arrowheads scattered like stars,
of canoes carved from their brothers.

Trailing mossy skirts they dance
among fern and mushroom
claiming their birthright.

Oh sacred ones

tell me your secrets.

SACRED ONES

by Diane Moser

Outside my window
cedars lift their needled arms
salute a damp sky.

I inhale their pungent smell of pitch
and mold
and a thousand showers.

They tell ancient stories
of moccasined feet,
of arrowheads scattered like stars,
of canoes carved from their brothers.

Trailing mossy skirts they dance
among fern and mushroom
claiming their birthright.

Oh sacred ones

tell me your secrets.

photo by John F. Williams

Squall

by Al Gunby

Water turns from blue to green to grey,
as whitecaps grow and sail toward the north,
announcing evening’s storm upon the glacier gouge
the British captain called the Hood,
the western fishhook of the Salish Sea.

The gauzy curtain races into view,
the rain begins, the sea waves disappear,
the world now reduced from miles to feet,
then twenty minutes’ passage brings the sun,
the sea to green and blue, the pageant done.

Painging of Squall
painting by Susan Morgridge

The Felling

by Al Gunby

Our sentinel is down.
The tallest tree around
now lies in pieces where it fell,
shattered top and twelve-inch rounds remain
to testify to its great age.
Another cedar takes
the role of patriarch.

The Felling

by Al Gunby

Our sentinel is down.
The tallest tree around
now lies in pieces where it fell,
shattered top and twelve-inch rounds remain
to testify to its great age.
Another cedar takes
the role of patriarch.

painting of cedar tree
painting by Susan Morgridge

Snag

by Al Gunby

It stands above the crumbling bank, a lonely
observation post for white-crowned eagle,
noisy crow, a remnant of the woods
that once were carpet on the land but now
remain as ghettos in ravines that guide
the rain down to the sea.

How long have wind and rain assailed this tree,
this sentinel? Perhaps its sprout was witness
to the passage of Vancouver’s ships.
Perhaps first people rested in its shade,
canoes of cedar piled with crab and shellfish
on the stony beach.

snag with eagles
photo by John F. Williams

Diane Moser lives on the Kitsap Peninsula overlooking the beautiful Olympic Mountains where a lifetime of observation is reflected in her poetry.

Her poems have appeared in Civilization In Crisis, Poems For Las Vegas, Poetry Expressions, Ars Poetica and her new chapbook, View from My Window.

Al Gunby

Al Gunby finds inspiration from the experiences of his youth and from the images that pop up every day. A retired nuclear/aerospace engineer, he keeps balance in his life by writing, singing and acting. He has participated for many years in Poetry Corners and Ars Poetica and published Lady Hood, a poetic celebration of Hood Canal. He says, “poetry is the best thing going…and it’s low-cost and non-fattening.”

Al Gunby

From 2009-2011, when Susan Morgridge was fortunate to teach in Lebanon, she vowed to paint her own art for the walls in her apartment. Doing those paintings renewed her interest in creativity. Recently retired after 35 years of teaching, she finally now has time to “play” — with watercolor as her chosen medium.

Table of Contents, Issue #14, Winter 2021

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