Hints

By Susan Shea

                        On a gray day hike in the woods
			I started seeing rocks painted
			with messages every quarter of a
			mile or so, they were all
			
			different art styles, and young
			in form, making me think they
			were the offerings of a scout troop

			trying to revitalize the travelers
			saying you are beautiful, you are needed,
			you are loved, you are almost there,
			be vast

			be vast?  I would like to meet be vast

			she would have been the one I wanted
			to sit near on the bus, so we could
			talk about all the paint colors that 
			no one else used, so we could begin
			to fill in the blanks that we saw
			between the rocks and the hard places
			

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Susan Shea's poems have appeared in Across the Margin, Ekstasis, Persimmon Tree Literary Magazine, Feminine Collective, Press Pause and more. Susan is a retired school psychologist who is finally a full-time poet. She was raised in New York City, and now lives in a forest in the mountains of Pennsylvania.