The shivering hay
in that winter field
made the air crackle
like a rain stick,
like it used to
when my grandpaw
slid the sound storm
between his hands.
I twirled it too
and felt the sparks
through the gray wood,
through the cold hay
in the bright echo
of early winter.
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Caddo Veil
Wow, this is fabulous–you’re very talented. Good to see you back–Merry Christmas to you and the family–love, Caddo
jacsprat
Thanks! It’s good to be back! I had a really stressful semester, but now I’m on Christmas break. 🙂 ‘Tis the season for poetry blogging!!
Hope you’re enjoying the countdown to Christmas!
Caddo Veil
Thoroughly! Trying to squeeze the JOY from Every Minute!!!