LOBLOLLIES

Posted on March 25, 2017 by | 3 Comments

 

 

Water slips along granite
slabs beneath clay, leaks up
at the outcrops, pressed

from mountains of moisture
to find a creek, escapes
into road cuts, makes bogs

of good ideas and waits
beneath a thin crust
for a little respect.

 

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3 responses to “LOBLOLLIES”

  1. David Moore's avatar David Moore | March 25, 2017 at 6:37 am | Reply

    I expanded the picture to decipher the sign on the Post Oak… all I could read was “something” Flat. I’ll have to go with Boggy Meadow for the time being.

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  2. Richard's avatar Richard | March 25, 2017 at 3:20 pm | Reply

    Boy, that does look like it is just waiting to swallow you up.

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