You Can Hear a Choir of Caribou - If You Listen Closely, a Free Verse Poem

You Can Hear a Choir of Caribou - If You Listen Closely
©2012 Marcus James Christian, marcusunlimited.

You can hear a choir of caribou - if you listen closely.
Hear them crossing a snow covered stage.
Their rhythmic chatter is a complex opera,
which only a cultured audience could understand.

Caribou One

All of the Arctic airs listen.
Each singular moment of their performance seems especially spacious.
The sun is a faithful follow spot,
laying its light upon the harmless herd.

A diverse audience overlooks the herbivores.
This audience consists of men, women, boys and girls.
These wise spectators look on from afar.

Not too far, but far enough to see the herd as one,
and the hills as one,
and the snow, and the silent spectators - as one.

Like Beams Rising Forth From Sixteenth Notes on a Staff

Like Beams Rising Forth From Sixteenth Notes on a Staff
©2012 Marcus James Christian, marcusunlimited

Like beams rising forth from sixteenth notes on a staff,
so too, do the new evergreens climb into cool airs.
Soft snow kisses airs which compliment our coats.
Hushed helpful airs heave snow off pioneering branches.

The subdued sound of a horn, of French descent ...

glides in, gallant in fashion.

I share with you a lesser known location:

a picnic table of unique architecture.

The table has an indentation in its stone center.
There go the woods of yesteryear for a fire.
There are trees which surround our royal table.
Chilly air bows to the great evergreen sentinels.

Yams, a deep bright orange burst open upon a the slightest budge.
Cinnamon spice tea is our chosen drink for dining this evening.