chilled, shadowed forest
crunching through, noisily
so as large, furry creatures
know here am I
refreshing, kind, the air
to this urban kid
a whispering stream
tumbling, cutting through
a mountain’s flank
an intruder I be
so quickly I sight
my query, pray
and
*click*
Poem and Photos © 2012 by DC Lessoway
Hello. fantastic job. I did not imagine this. This is a great story. Thanks!