Photographer's Note

Today I was posting
a poem
that wasnt my own.

About a bicycle,
and two silver horns.

I sat at the table
and started to type.
I realized: Im wrong!
This poem has some bite!

I tasted and chewed.
I digested and fed.
I savored and swallowed.
The juices ran red.

his words, they are mine.

They float and they slumber.
They run thru my veins.
Theyve invaded my thoughts.
They live in my brain.

The bicycle image,
goats, angel and snow,
I see in my dreams.
Film moving slow.

So this is my poem:
a tribute of sorts,
an ode to a bicycle
and to some odd
mountain goats.

(...written by "red dirt girl" in august 2006...)

(...taken by me in belek, antalya, at the congress hotel i d been staying at, in november 2006...)

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