little poem

because i thought they sounded good
the wild blueberries up in the woods:

i didn't even think
about poison ivy
or thorns
(or crawling things falling from the trees)
i swam up to the
rocky shore
and caught my breath on the purple stones
i fought a bear
and her cubs
the sun was high
and i burned my nose
the sun went down
and i slept with wolves
as far north
as i had to go
i didn't know
(i forgot my map)
but please don't worry-
i'm comin' back

(and when i do,
i want to share
my wild blueberries
with you)