Peak to Prairie

By: Gabe Bree, Equus Editor

Black bears and berries (haiku)

Hills full of berries.

Black bears filling up on them.

Big bears with full bellies.

August Archery (free verse)

The preparation, the patience, the practice.

Smooth, calm breeze, nothing to distract us.

Slow deep breaths, trying to stay trackless.

Perfect purposeful steps, watching for cactus.

The beanie (haiku)

The epic design.

An unmatched amount of steez.

But 50 bucks, no.

A Weird Winter (free verse)

They say the snowpack is almost full.

But I see no snow, I think it's a bunch of bull.

All I have to do is talk to a guy named Uel.

Evening by the river (free verse)

The sun falling in slow motion, creeping to the horizon.

Cold temps flow into the canyon, and my skin begins to tighten.

A small escape from reality, untouchable by even Verizon.

Moonlight on the River (free verse)

Kyiped out brown lurking in the bank.

Casting to them with a blank.

Playing a prank.

Only a clumsy mouse to thank.

The Fly Over (free verse)

One goose, two goose, three goose, no goose.

I just wish I could drop one like a duce.

I want them so I don't have to pay for produce. 

I just want a precious goose.

Endless Bends (free verse)

Standing on the bank, water flows by.

Rivers hold the memory of the land they flow through.

I see old memories of mine as I try not to cry.

Make peace with it as they did with versailles.

Moving upstream, I see into the past, and begin to sigh.

Why can things be like they were? I will try.

It would be heaven, I can't deny.

Dwelling on life will not comply.

I must grow to keep it from being dry.