Posted in Poetry

Where the Road Goes

Claustrophobic trees
in Crayola box forest
green umber pretend
to slumber pulling
robes over the hard
pack dirt track shrouding
out the cadet
blue sky
the eye
hobbitting toward
the irretrievable
moment where
the river opens
its arms
washes panicked
doves of mourning
flushes them out
to the terrible
expanding sky

© Poem by Jilly 2017

April is here at last and this is Day One of our 
glorious month of verse!
Sharing my poem today at NaPoWriMo where we have
been challenged to write in the style of Kay Ryan.
Also Posting at Poetic Asides where Robert Brewer suggests
a poem of reminiscence.


A wild soul writing poetry & fiction while teaching high school literature, all with a camera in tow.

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