Purple Haze…..ice fog back lit by an all day sundown
Prudhoe Bay’s Hendrix breath at 67 below
The strings resonate but cannot be heard
Lumberjacks laughing at the scrawny trees
Sink their ax into their thighs
Only to find frozen blood
No accident
Their own septic long ago
Preserved
For what it’s worth
Copyright 2010 Patrick A Granfors
Regis
Anna
Georg
Love,
Sage
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
58, Frobisher Bay north of 63, a few miles from the pole, I can relate Patrick, good one! Jasmin Horst
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY
Ron
Cheers,
Dan
In the scribblings a voice sometimes speaks out. You've got one that's unique and clear. With my own Alaska winters behind me, I really liked the line about arctic fog.
Charlie Neff
Namaste,
Christine
Be always safe,
Karen