Noise
These stoic rocks
   lean silent 'gainst the sun,
disdain the water's arrogance.

A boastful travelor,
   water has been everywhere
claiming dominance.

The rocks stand by
   their proud techtonic heritage
defining more than continents.

Water's nonsense is
   incessant drivel, feigns signifigance,
pretends invincibility, divinity.

These silent rocks
   unburdened of the need to mystify,
relate no legends' myths.

simple thermal condensate
   dew silver decks grass and leaf
before the morning light.

Daybreak pushes back the dark,
   reveals damp footprints, scaled notes
of rabbit's song n shadows of the garden fence.

On the mantle a clay jar
   with my father's ashes waits for mine
as soon as I finish writing this poem.