Sunday Driving

I am driving through country
split open by hills and roads
cut through them for cars
like my own to travel along.
Sunday driving, the certain swell
and yield of earth beneath my wheels
draws me from idling hours to this passage.
Wandering down isolated roads,
watching cows, black, white, tan as they
gawk at the figure passing, the dust rising
and return to [...]

Last Rites of Summer

Taking the boat out for the last time,
The sun sets behind a row of trees.
Shafts of light glow through, sparkle against
shadows and fall to the water like leaves
I untie simple knots and step down off
a slightly shifting dock into a small
weathered fishing boat then slowly drift
out from the cove. The wind warps my course
and with [...]

Tower Park

Standing in front of a rusted swing set
staring down at the plastic seat thinking
this is not what swing seats looked like
twenty years ago before the world came.
 
In the mulch, I reach for the chain attached
to the swing and slowly sit down. Silly and
enormous in the swing’s saddle, I lift my
head and slowly [...]

Sunday Driving

I am driving through country
split open by hills and roads
cut through them for cars
like my own to travel along.
Sunday driving, the certain swell
and yield of earth beneath my wheels
draws me from idling hours to this passage.
Wandering down isolated roads,
watching cows, black, white, tan as they
gawk at the figure passing, the dust rising
and return to [...]