A Thoughtless Moment of Zen
In what used to be a mining town
in its mountain creek side park,
with a children's playground,
slides and ladders,
metal and plastic
in loony tune colors,
a bluegrass lawn
with a kid's fishing pond.
I sit on the road,
on a side of a hill
looking down at a
carless, blacktop parking lot––
a gangly, lanky, adolescent moose,
almost the size of an elk,
plays tag with a
golden retriever, with
his panting pink tongue
trailing strings of saliva,
prancing and chasing
back and forth with a moose;
a county sheriff looks on,
standing outside his cruiser
stoic and cool
his hands on his holster,
with stream water's fluid music,
a waltz in 3/4 time,
for a dancing dog and a moose.
About the Author: Julia is a writer and visual artist. She has worked with musicians, dancers and artists, writing and performing progressive rock, experimental electronic music, mixing and experimenting with various forms of early performance art. She has been published in Counterspin and The Coloradoan and has had photo art in several galleries and juried art shows. She now lives and writes in Longmont Colorado.
Image Credit: Albert Bierstadt “Study of a Moose” Public domain image courtesy of Artvee
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