California Drought Poem


Owls’ deep echoes flow from midnight,

night’s center, when the Bear and the Queen

dance around the North Star. These songs wind up at dawn.

“Humpf! Humpf! Humpf! “ bounce among eucalyptus.

These misplaced Austrailian trees seize water,

turn soil acidic. 


The earth’s sick here.

Dust and drought clutch wild fungi, stop their growth.

April’s madcap streams are empty, parched.

Jade grasses quickly twist to brown.

Rainless sun fries the ground. 


Why do owls celebrate,

throw “Humpfs!” around the sunrise wind?

They perch in invader trees,

play Musical Branch as they circle and call

Waking robins, chickadees,  wood peckers, turkeys

Who answer, “Gbbbblllee!  Gbbbllleee! Gbbbbllle!”


Sky shifts from black to pink, throws light

down to orange poppies, yellow buttercups,

white fungi. Owls quiet down and sleep.

Passing geese serenade, “Awwnk! Awnk!”

Today this spot in California sings.                                  

 Chabot Regional Park, San Leandro, California 4/14





About pelicanguy6

I'm an environmental educator and writer currently based in Oakland, California. I plan to include a hiking/nature journal on this blog, along with articles on environmental education, travel articles, poetry, and spontaneous thoughts. I am a passionate hiker and camper and a world traveler. I really enjoy cooking vegetarian feasts, and specialize in veggie German meals for Oktoberfest.
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