all the
footsteps trails origins
of the
original people
immersed and
living
with this land
and water
for
millennia
without malice
brought to
life
through sudden
sunrises
and rapid
sunsets
commanded by
the mountains
and the colors
of each day's prism
borrowed then
renewed
re spiriting
all who were touched
or found
reverence
were made
sacred
2.
then the mine
owners
manifest
destiny long rifles came
dominating
from a void
a vacant conscience
ripping
through
aspen &
pine forests
corralling the
free
shredding the
wind blown high grasses
leaving barbed
wire walls
as the
standard excuse
for private
property
3.
a few nights
ago
i thought i
heard
a strong solo
drumbeat
coming from
the canyons
in the north
just as the
spirit lake blues festival
was winding
down
a wavering
blues harmonica
rose and faded
away slow
the lake had
now calmed
a fingernail
moon
stamped its
image
on the water
the rock faces
of the canyon
spoke again
the drumbeat
echoed
long into the
darkness
where the
original dream
lives on
--- e b bortz
(published in earth notes and other poems, Least Bittern Books, 2015)
before the
peaks shift each
morning in the sunrise it's in their
nature to confront &
adjust
a mystic
sculpture lies
at the top of
the mountain some say a
woman resting her
eyes from the
troubles of the world synthesizing
all the green to become
brown with the earth brown as the
origin of all life brown as the
indigenous
of
the creek pines
shelter out the sun
with a short
meadow beyond
every rock
challenges the flow
in the name of
the dormant
for now
when the sky
opens
to the last of
the summer
it'll be time
to walk
the path of
the mule deer
search
new pastures --- e b bortz
but
this crossed
my mind
as detached as
i am in the colorado wilderness
how bernie
sanders was answering
black lives
matter
in his new
stump speech
& i was
finishing up
invisible man
ralph ellison
in my tent
& thinking
it would be good
if bernie took
himself back
to that period
& looked so straight
in the
politician mirror
as distorted
as that may be
& thought
down deep to his marrow
how totally
inadequate
(a weak word
at that)
all the
platforms he may build
if it only
leads to more platforms
& more
platforms
like the one
that hung
thirty-eight
dakota men & women
in mankato
minnesota on december 26th in 1862
with the
official signature
of abraham
lincoln
no less
if there's a
politician
that can
address
an empire's
original sins
now
is the time
to step up --- e b bortz
grand
junction, colorado catching up on
household needs
after eight
days on the mesa
leaving the
rocks & forests
for a day
the colorado
river cuts through
this valley
ignoring the sprawl
and takes its
direction
from a higher
power
like gravity
or mountain contours
down north
avenue
college
students seem
to be
following a prescribed
early
orientation
lining up on
the sidewalk
still upbeat
before
the semester
begins
the laundromat change
machine
spits out
quarters
like an
imaginary
slot machine
payout
an imposter by
any definition
you gotta know
somebody
or have
relatives in the city government
to get on the
internet
in the one
spot
we happen to
be stuck in
this moment
for the next
hour (stop whining already)
but can't say
the place
isn't alive
though i
almost
stepped outta
line & butted in
to tell
someone
they deserved
free
laundromat
services
after sweeping up the floor
with their
flowery quilt
en route to
the supersize machines
thunder
on the mesa came
up last night &
throughout a halfhearted daybreak all
tent stakes secure 'cept
the mosquitoes weren't
told to
take a day off too
cold & wet to venture the
aspen leaves are shivering waiting
for the sun ---
e b bortz
cedaredge,
colorado he
might be doing the
woman who owns the laundromat but
really all he wants to
do is
play pool and
is happy to
make change with
quarters for
the washers & dryers unless
you're bringing in work
clothing from
the oil & gas fields in
that case don't as
the sign says
the
city park restrooms
have
running water the
closest a camper will
get to a shower
&
if you get down
as
far as delta the
dust seems to settle on
every surface right
in line with a
sprawl beginning 'cause
there's a four lane ramming
up against the mountains and
enough pickup trucks with
big mirrors to
fill a
rodeo parking lot