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Muskoka Mornings



Silent walk into lavender dawn

Where colour creeps

Into frozen sky

Poured into thawed crevices

Grudgingly surrendered



Crisp crack foot falls

Ricochet among peeling birch

Wrap around willow and ash

Dropped short by oak and maple

Intrusive tread defeated



Delicious chill

Bites playfully but firmly

With promise of more to come

Ears glower, cheeks radiate

Fingers and toes declare their presence



Fulsome moldering leaves

Blended earthy tones

Rotting peat

Fungi advancing sporadically

Nature’s grisly salad



Silence broken

Moose horn knocks on wood

Porcupine clamber up beech

Chipmunk gossip

Distant loon lament



Round the bend

Home again

Unable to shake the sense

Of remaining a guest

In my own home



© 2000 Bart Breen