Dennis Parker Poems
|2.||Fooled By The Wind||12/13/2008|
|6.||A House For Wenonah||12/3/2013|
|7.||The Dead Are No More Afraid…||12/3/2013|
|8.||The Problem With Buying Peanut-Butter||12/3/2013|
|9.||Playing With Nature||12/3/2013|
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Playing With Nature
I will sit here all day
under this sycamore tree and play my flute.
I will play the Zuni Sunrise Song to the awakening dawn
as the sun paints the morning clouds with orange
and purple rays of light.
I will answer the coo of the morning doves
as they take flight, and I will join, in spirit,
the chickadees and cardinals as they unite
in dancing conversation with sparrows and cactus wrens
around that circle of tin that is filled with sunflower seeds
and hangs from a branch of the hackberry tree.
With a quaver in my flute, I will play Comanche ...