Sawtooth

Iron creek

so hard is good?

but soft is bad?

is anger for you

and sadness for me?

being a bird is light and easy

soaring

but the wood pecker works so hard

thrashing its bright red head into the

dead tree

that’s efforting

its hard for me to transform

the fact that you aren’t

leading like I want you to lead

you are anxious in responsibility

stuck in the patterns of

keeping the peace

so I just kept pruning

away what was dead or crowded

like you told me

until my body - not just my mind

could feel the rage lift into

my own medicine

a reflection meant only for me