catching a glimpse
a lost tribe of free
antelope
deep on the hills
and valleys
sweet freedom of
the unseen
where under the shadeless
sun
long plains of kansas
a state of being
a state of the united states
before me a long new
highway built
behind me
an island of weighted sand
windless heat
seemingly no retreat
sweat on the hand of
a blind lover
if one runs to be
unseen
if to see
the mirror of an
endless sea
only a man
lost to the seasons
dares
no retreat
Out on the highway in Kansas with no prospects for moving on can be a time of being parboiled in the heat, followed closely by tornadoes and drenching rains/hail/lightning. But come winter, you would freeze your balls off from blue northers coming down every couple days.
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
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Jane