friday, april 9

carolann writes another poem; i add a linebreak

sunrise 7:48 a.m.
belly-lit clouds
rolling over-and-back, they are
oceans, escaping
swept out over Nebraska
(no doubt regretting it,
now)
turn my car down the highway
past bare frozen fields,
sky's tide rising in the rear
-view mirrors.

this one goes out to
tomorrow.