Trippin Turtle To The Other Side

A journey along state road 78

Along the Mississoui National Wildlife Refuge

Experiencing their sense of preservation

Human and amphibian

With their creeping crawling determination

Cross the asphalt

As humans swerve in avoidance

As humans suddenly stop to rescue

As humans wave the traffic to halt

Allowing ancient creatures

To trudge forward to their asylum

Some would fit in pockets

Trippin Turtle To The Other Side
Ink Drawing
Image 6"x6"
by lee heinsen-ligocki

Some would fit in washtubs

No one allowed to defy

The reptiles’ journey

On highway 78 along the

Mississoui .

Trippin Around The Funnel

Exiting South Dakota 353

Remaining three minutes of fourteen hours

Can’t outrun destiny

The clock clicks faster

As the rear view mirror foretells the future.

The black succumbing sky,

Still and hot

Crossing over into

Turbulent and cold

Within seconds

Ice rocks pound the ground

As big rig shakes and leans.

Sirens blare

Red lights flashing

Take refuge inside the building

On the floor lies anxiety.

Creaking roof as the vacuum pulls.

Sudden silence accompanied a weird sense of timelessness.

Then it howls!

Quiet!

The rush dies within minutes.

Trippin Around The Tunnel
Ink Drawing
Image 6"x6"
by lee heinsen-ligocki



But a lifetime goes by.