Viking Diaper Skills

day worn and battle weary

returning from the fight after dark

even tantrums and night soil

is a hearty welcome home

life messes

a blessed test

to slay and bleed

and be the best

the line in the sand

the blood, iron and land

you can’t save your people

without conquering

the mini van

mastering each day anew

to be the stoic, strong and few 

Deerwoods

Silent inviting

a place of bounty

fleeting, springing

with creatures alighting

puzzles of trees

branches and streams

woods of Indian walking dreams

pace in the cold

upwind and still;

waiting for prey

ignoring the chill

there to take

with a hunter’s violence,

a thirst to slake

with hours of silence