A Return to Poetry, after a Hiatus

i'm dreaming in the new colors

cuz the old ones rafted down the river

or percolated with the mud

down to the ocean

up here in the mountains

and low in the springs

i'm here where the little waters pay tribute

to the mighty one headed south

and i'm dreaming in the new colors

cuz the old ones are gone

so i'm weighing my options

with my toes in