Jefferson River
Moon haunted
Owl hunted
Iron-horse contoured
Limestone heighted
Sleet hissed
Sun seared
Elk hallowed
Wolf howled
Land waiting
For bison wallow
Moon haunted
Owl hunted
Iron-horse contoured
Limestone heighted
Sleet hissed
Sun seared
Elk hallowed
Wolf howled
Land waiting
For bison wallow
This isn’t Normal. Blue shadows, orange light A sun like an eclipsed moon The rays dim, yet on one’s back, The warmth as of fire at camp All that you can smell, is smoke, And it fills your nose and sinuses It is in your lungs and occupies
There is a feature of the Escapod Topo 2 that is shortchanging you in terms of solar capacity. Ever since I got my Escapod I would look at the solar charge controller and see it display 13.3 volts and maybe up to 5 Amps at best on a sunny
Never learn For the bored traveler Up went a sign About the old settlers And then a roof From rain and the sun It was proof Fly-in, the swallows Mouthful by mouthful, Mud Dabbed and packed from bovine wallows Thankful for the shelter Grateful for the roof Then it
It is best to be still The armies of the ignorant are on the march They have seized the ramparts of knowledge They mock with their knowing ignorance An ink-black foul water It flows from the hinterlands It gathers the regrets and anger Latent in untended souls It wets