Sun River

by Tim Leonard

Wonderful to feel the open ended freedom ‘on the road’ although the thought flashed through about ‘tired’ perhaps due to no sleep no food just water, gas and going...perpetual motion sickness in bloodstream perhaps tired of understanding all the quick sighting of drivers passing headed north with their heavy car goes of mind numbing, heart retching fears of what they may discover, find, trip over, collide with enroute toward another point of departure. Perhaps the unenvious quality of sailing along eyes burning from concentration, steel hand stress leveled white knuckled anxieties, “Its all an open road”-”Where are we going?” “Are we completely lost children?”

Onto Oregon roads full of rambling cowboy pickups and sex starved truckers blasting log tree limbed loads into inexpicible futures blinded by their honey song freshly embedded in glacier’s dance of light upon misty fog shrouded wayward fantasies fancies lusting at 70 miles per hour full throttle demon glances mirrors sideways rear entry collision giants wearing helmets at early age as mothers waver decisions & hustling in ancient vibratory throat songs praying for longevity and health caught in yellow lined road shifts up & down canyons along trout filled rivers rusting fields green in summer’s playful light & blinding the old person stumbling on crutches as wheelchair addicts resemble an unfortunate falling intended & smile upon their blessed existence singing at twilight. And then motoring along prisons of forests, deep shaded mysterious paths unbroken w/o footsteps alerting game slanting sun ricochets from eyeball fern sky bird shadow fleeting rock Indian face casino land pulverized profit motives turn sing signals dogs hanging out of windows rolling tours summer bliss this road way killing stones gently creasing earth child’s laughter as sun’s river treads toward the sea.

Horizons Edge...Deer in forest. Follow. Greetings -patience. Walk softly. Trace. Track. Noise. Silence. Deer in forest. Quiet. Big ears. Quickness. Away. Feed. Alert. Zone of animal.

Reptile movement lazy but quick slow but sure circle.
Shed skin in life cycle.

Tim Leonard, a Vietnam veteran, is a graduate of the University of Oregon. A poet, writer and digital photographer, his work has been published by CREATIVENUE.COM, POETRY SUPERHIGHWAY, STIRRING (V2EI), EBOOKSONTHE.NET, and JOURNAL E. An article and image on El Morro, N.M., will be published by KIDS HIGHWAY.COM in December. Mr. Leonard has extensive international hotel management experience.
Note: Featured author in December 2000
E-mail: tmleonard@earthlink.net
Writing interests: Travel, Children, Poetry, Prose
I.D. Theory articles: "Going North from Santa Fe", "Bali Creativity", "Old Man Hands", "Roof Ball", "Commentary in December", "Sun River", "Leaving Through DIA", "Pawn Takes Pawn", "Elements of Surprise and Laughter", "Field", "Gas is Cheap"
Digital art: "Cutting Fingers," "Error 404 File Not Found," "Scratch," "Remain in the View," "The Orchestra is in the Pits," "National Poetry Month," "Untitled Means Exactly What It Means," "Woman in Thorns," "Royalty Discussing Just Desserts," "Truth Clarity Power Immortality"
Links: Tim's Website