12-27-2023, 08:47 AM
The plain was borne of glacier melts, the rock
and ice were carried down the earth's first slope,
the sediment left flat and fresh to stock
with seed then herd, and fragile, human hope.
Tonight, the moon is glowing red, its light
reveals a path toward her eyes, the blue
and hazel gravity of earth, the might
of sixteen horses galloping the Sioux.
The first light snow is melting on the field,
my steps removing white and leaving brown
as I have almost reached her door. I steel
my heart and knock, prepared to be let down.
Her father opens up the door to say,
she’s off to dance with Jim, be on your way.
and ice were carried down the earth's first slope,
the sediment left flat and fresh to stock
with seed then herd, and fragile, human hope.
Tonight, the moon is glowing red, its light
reveals a path toward her eyes, the blue
and hazel gravity of earth, the might
of sixteen horses galloping the Sioux.
The first light snow is melting on the field,
my steps removing white and leaving brown
as I have almost reached her door. I steel
my heart and knock, prepared to be let down.
Her father opens up the door to say,
she’s off to dance with Jim, be on your way.