by Donald Vincent
Aspen Dream, Near Ashcroft, Colorado
– Plate 6 by John Sexton
You, like the Aspen Dream, a beautiful forest of white,
are from the imagination and chapters of fairytales that last
a lifetime. On the floors of the Coloradan forest, I
search high & low for your lost slippers. Luckily, the sun
shines through giving nourishment to all, as you do
when you make those funny faces, that only I seem to enjoy.
Out here, nothing can be tamed. All is wild. The aspens
stretch out bending awkwardly, seeking life from
the sun. Your figure illuminates & no matter how savage
our emotions get, one spoken word & I become docile
like the tranquility of the trees during the setting of the sun.