My daily drive to the reservation is the inspiration for my little poem today.
Snake Road
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Creamy skies
embrace the flushed dawn
Greeting you
on this expedition.
The sun
slowly peeks behind the yawn
Of the
fading moon and its nightly position.
The road
slithers ‘round and wide
Swinging and
swaying like a tumbling wave.
You hug the
curves and the animals hide
To avoid
Snake Road becoming their grave.
A rainbow of
greens and yellows and blues
Blur and
streak with the arc and bend.
A leggy
heron stares on with a hint of amuse
At the fish
in his mouth who has met its end.
Stop! You
skid and halt.
A dark grey
dinosaur has emerged from the water.
It pauses,
perhaps looking for its next assault
And with a
toothy smile spots a slick black otter.
The otter
dives safely into the canal’s abyss
Submerged
and tumbling in the dark murky deep.
The defeated
gator lets out a long hiss
And saunters
back into the warm sun to sleep.
The road wraps
through pastures filled with mist
And a herd
of cowboys appear in the shadowy light.
Spider webs
sparkle with the sun’s first kiss
A romantic
and somewhat nostalgic sight.
The road
will bring you to a different world
A timeworn
and stoic place that’s grand.
Meandering
the line of a serpent that’s curled
Gliding through
the duality of water and land
Awesome!
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