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LATE SUMMER DRIVE
Gravel groans beneath my old truck tires
driving slowly down this remote road
dust plumes rise like double pyres
coating roadside weeds with a gray load
All is a faded worn out green
from thunderstorms and summer sun
but here and there some gold is seen
on poplar tops above duff's dun
I cross a bridge with thick wood floor
above a creek that's nearly dry
with autumn rains it soon shall roar
beneath a cooler wind swept sky
Then I pull to the road side
beneath a giant white oak tree
and pause to watch a red hawk glide
kind of wishing it was me
Next to appear, a humming bird
followed by a monarch butterfly
both to goldenrods are lured
which nod beside a ditch nearby
It's far too hot to leave my truck
so I crank up and head toward home
while hoping with a little luck
I'll next come here when wild bucks roam
Comments
Rula
Sun, 2012-10-14 08:22
another great stroll
may be with smoother rhythm it would be even greater.Liked the rhyme scheme .
and I can relate to these special lines
Then I pull to the road side
beneath a giant white oak tree
and pause to watch a red hawk glide
kind of wishing it were me
thanks for sharing.
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Sun, 2012-10-14 08:59
Hi Rula
when too hot to stroll I record drives lol. This is pretty rough and hopefully I'll slowly work the kinks out..........stan