Let’s pick up and go for clams
and spend the day sauntering
from Bethel, Maine
down to the ocean.
Don’t you love the foot tickles
from pine hairs
framing noble trees and black mountain
bears and cool breezes
toning down the shine of
a beautiful Maine summer.
The sandy ground quickly drains
and gulps the rain around
by moose feet pressed down
on beds of pine hairs
littering cottage roads climbing
wistful stairs of mountain thrones.