Tuesday, January 28, 2014

summer poem in winter

minivan roads erode
cut through the trees
swampy and stunted
  as they were
town home rows
float on marshy soil
red wing blackbirds
move on

1 comment:

  1. I can see it.....the swamp, the houses floating on soggy ground......and the blackbirds circling........how beautiful reading this poem was!


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