i discovered the tujunga tributary not far from where i live…
assailed by several spring scents at once, i penned this unpolished pile of words.
when i got home i was starving so i made a healthy snack.
i found a little river while walking about today
the scent of sage and roses and sometimes
orange blossom trees
i've heard that burbling brooks can whisper secrets
so i listened.
winding my way amongst young grapevines
i trapsed through some garrulous grasses
a swarm of swallows
were dancing in the sky
they circled round and round above
a lone kite cut through their midst
not disturbing their happy speed
the wise and whispering brook then
"why are you all alone?"