Saturday, March 26, 2011

Driving Home

the rains have been abundant
and left the rolling hills
fat with grass

driving home
the wind blasted up the hillsides
and made the soft green
ripple like flowing water

all the creek flows have busted their banks
and spread out on the pastures
like lagoons

flocks of white cranes
meditate knee deep
motionless and buffeted
their feathers frumpy
in place of their usual grace
and elegance

one suddenly appears
just off the asphalt
up ahead on hiway 1
struggling in the wind
and almost hit by a truck

something drops from its beak
and a violent gust
sweeps the bird from sight
in a flash

a mouse lays stunned
in the middle of the road
another truck swerves to avoid
crushing it under wheels

as i pass
the mouse comes to
and dashes for the safety
of the grassy roadside

i love escapes
and this one made my day

Marc Ladewig
Author of Odysseus-The Epic Myth of the Hero

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