Shadows

Slip sliding
on wintry thin ice
trying to gain traction.

Bright pink running shoes
distract
demons
chasing from shadows.

Strategically placed lamp posts
shine
circles of light
down.
Islands of safety
dispersing shadows.

Bursts of fuchsia speed
pump technically clothed knees and arms.
Breath catches and releases.
Heart races faster
than rose clad feet.

Shadows
stretch to touch,
encompass me.
Feet land and ricochet,
bound into next step
straining on slippery surface.

As door closes behind,
warmth of home
wraps me in a hug of familiarity.
Exhausted shoes
collapse on shelf.
Shadows fade
and are forgotten,
for the moment.

Homage Due

Mountain goat, muscular antelope,
agile, nimble ability to scale difficulties.

Lamb, ram,
out on a limb,
vista of spiritual ambition.

Walk a rocky ledge.
Craggy rock, rising rock,
risky, rocky obstacle strewn path
taken in stride.
Narrow ledge of present
opens to infinite horizon of possibilities.

Sure footed climber,
shaggy, woolly white,
long face bearded, short tail, long black horns.

Steep slope no problem for non-slip traction hooves.
On slippery ice
dew claws hang on.
Hang on, hang on.
Out of instinct?
Out of curiosity?
Out of belief you can?

Impossible angle.
Impossible elevation.
Impossible precipice.

Forest descent for mineral lick,
salt lick,
natural lick.
Taste of needed nutrients.
Clay.
Out of the way.

So far from home
they roam
known
to need
what we don’t know they need.

Norseman Buri revealed
as divine cow Audhumler licks cosmic salt ice.
Her passions passed on to
descendants generations removed.
Sacred vessels holding our sins.
Sacrificed for our sins,
to appease the gods.