Here’s my draft for today, Monday 05.20.19.
in the rearview
that slow country ride, a question now
to crest the next hill, unthinking
the off road of humid air, and then
another valley opens up, some ideal beauty
of van Gogh twilight swirls
no prodding, questions of the touching air
we catch in our throats at these vistas upon vistas
the wind-blown blue grass, Smoky Mountain pale mist
coaxing us on down this near dirt road
our breaths come, the reflection of pulsing rain
no logic to the intermittent sunshine hide and show
under cover out with these darkening clouds
that can’t disguise this unearthly summer late afternoon
but finally we agree
it’s time
we need to go back
to find the right road home
in the rearview
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