GO AHEAD AND SKI

ski and see if

you can find the balance

foot to foot scale to scale

to come back again

and whisper tales

soft as cottonwood woods

seen from hickory gliding

a path as steep

and deep as you wish

a snowdrift driven

by wind and wind

crackling your face

like fire gone wild

whooshing we’ve come

to the crux of it all

no more tales to tell

nor time to practice falls

no more time to fit

our feet to bindings

wholly to cry aloud

and slip the final slope