on the highway again,
heading south, letting my thoughts
play with the green wheat fields
and the joyous golden finches flitting
through the meadows.
but the breezes told me another story,
the replay in my brain seeing those
final days, the notes not returned,
the phone calls ringing into the night,
the last picnic when you didn’t
show up.
each year I’ve set aside some time to travel
this route again, the past becoming so fresh
I hear your voice, I see you
on the porch, your face so alive
to life and to me.
Memories that play upon the thoughts of the mind and the repetition of one who can walk that trail over again within the lonesome of oneself and his thoughts...
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
Under Amber Skies, written by author and poet Jill Eisnaugle, is a wonderful collection of rhyming poetry guaranteed to please every reader. In this, her second book, she writes of new friendships kindled, as well as old friendships solidified. She g
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Joyce Bowling
nice work on this poetic display.....Art Sun...