Friday, September 09, 2022

After Your Call

Cornfield, Upper Turkeyfoot

 

Crickets acorns sunsets

Long vistas clean lines

Vanishing points

On uncluttered horizons

Planetary interstellar

To feel our suspension

Hurtling through infinity

In our jacket of air

Thunderheads harvests meteors

Katydids leaf falls buck rubs

All the more miraculous

For universal solitude

Monarchs cellos E minor

Ubiquitous longing

Your favorite word

My penultimate state

Trumpeting geese overhead

And I miss you.