AT ELLIE'S IN ERIE PA.

Like a recalcitrant horse who doesn't want to leave the barn

I take my body out

Always finding woods to run

Leaping to embrace a clearing

Chasing a groundhog

Legs bulged for the uphill climbs

Danced downhill

Obedient feet carried me on snapping white rocks and

                                                     snake

                                                            roots

Through the mud and baby creek decorating my shoes

Ankle popped out but I kept on

            racing the summer day in the northern woods

I foraged finding three kinds of apples

I came back to Ellie

Smiling all over.



© Copyright joan joesting 1978