Vernon Wade is a poet, author and freelancer. He has been published in The Gorge Literary Journal, Dualsport Rider Magazine, Hack’d Magazine, The Sidecarist, ROB Magazine and The Hood River News.
The world fills him with wonder. When he looks at the sky he is lifted into flights of fancy, when he stares at the earth he is drawn beneath its surface. He is delighted to find the macrocosm and the microcosm equally mesmerizing.
The air is stagnant
filled with the sweet smell of blackberries
fermenting under the hot August sun
A large animal, grazing the brambles
An expert tracker would be hard-pressed
to distinguish my scat from that of a bear
shapeless, black, and filled with seeds
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LOL – the scat without the bells!