heart by Mark A. Fisher

I
wish to
see restored
lost habitat
~~~~~
ashes of forests
like Alexandria burned
its hidden wisdom unlearned
perhaps forgotten
~~~~~
or unnoticed
while life just
bustles
by
taking
memories
of what had been
~~~~~
once so beautiful
with wildflowers, spotted lilies
away from the gray cities
where streams rolled downhill
~~~~~
through trees older
than the state
beyond
rocks
holding
up the sky
ancient mountains
~~~~~
that have watched change come
and white glaciers disappear
sand and desert grow each year
where once there were seas
~~~~~
I do not have
enough heart
to wait
years

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Mark A. Fisher is a writer, poet, and playwright living in Tehachapi, CA. His poetry has appeared in: Reliquiae, Silver Blade, Penumbra, and many other places. His first chapbook, drifter, is available from Amazon. His poem “there are fossils” (originally published in Silver Blade) came in second in the 2020 Dwarf Stars Speculative Poetry Competition. His plays have appeared on California stages in Pine Mountain Club, Tehachapi, Bakersfield, and Hayward.