FORWARD

Posted on October 8, 2018 by | 3 Comments

 

 

After a rain, everything is clean,
summer dust washed from leaves,
from the hides of cows and calves
gathered for church in shady shelters
to pray for the sweet scent of green.

We begin again to watch the sky,
look to heaven for perfect storms
and wait—dream of thunder
and draws of muddy water—
leaning forward into the future.

 

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3 responses to “FORWARD”

  1. Andy Wilkinson's avatar Andy Wilkinson | October 8, 2018 at 7:19 am | Reply

    Mighty fine poem, John!

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  2. Totsie Slover's avatar Totsie Slover | October 8, 2018 at 10:03 am | Reply

    You sound like a rancher in New Mexico! We thought we had the market on praying for rain!

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  3. Maureen Sudlow's avatar Maureen Sudlow | October 8, 2018 at 7:41 pm | Reply

    love your poetry – but over here I’m ready to welcome that summer dust…

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