Poem Hunter
LBH (1953 / Pueblo, Colorado)


Poem By Lonnie B. Hodge

want to be
witches knees and elbows:
roots just barely visible
enough above ground
to stumble into a child's
imagination forever.
I want to be
the breeze in the aspens,
barely loud enough
to waken the leaves
but not quiet the birds.
I want to be
the loneliness
in the center
of a Japanese pine seed,
dropped from some kid's pocket
in the Colorado Sand Dunes,
and have everyone wondering
how it is I came to be there.

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This is lovely, Lonnie. The flow and thoughts make it easy and fun to read. Warmest regards, CJ