My father took offense to my statement that he had lost the first poem I wrote while out here so he had my mother go and find it. So here it is...such as it is...
Jackals
The snow capped off
the route to our Valley
and kept the bandits and Jackals at bay
--- til Spring
A crater forced into the earth - with an
unnatural body
We felt the wave - shock
shaken - miles away
but the snow capped off the
valley
and kept the Jackals at bay
- N. Christensen, Dec 2013
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