Departure

Shadowed shrugging
of matriarchal mountains
send flumes of graying rain
towards the southbound travelers.
She reflects
on Time's cumbrous swiftness
as Denver flies by,
weaving a faded farewell
to home-tugged hearts.

8/4/03

Full Circle

Desert, deserted.
Grasslands, pastured.
Rich earth, corn-proud.
Rivers, spring-fed.
Forests, cool-greened.
Lakes, fish-bred.
Flatland, view-dead.
Mountains, reared.
Mesas, sheared.
Desert, reentered.

8/4/03

Dust...

Dust devils
spinning madly
reach skyward
rotating grit
earthward
creating
a scourge
of dusty
beauty.

8/5/03

Glimpses

A man comes out of a New Mexico Subway, brushing crumbs
off his shirt.
A young couple kiss before entering their vehicle
with Texas plates.
The woman talks to herself as she locks her car door,
beads of sweat slide down her temples.
There's a delivery person running his load
down the truck ramp.
Everyone is wearing sunglasses,
as the heat goes from 99º
to 104º
in seven minutes...
amost home.

8/5/03

Circle, Squared

Seventeen days,
travelings ways,
four thousand miles,
pouts ands smiles.
Traveling ways,
credit card pays,
relatives seen,
Mid-west greened.
Traveling ways,
seventeen days,
we're all okay,
ends today!

8/5/03
Erin Moen
Copyright 2003 ©

We're home! :D