Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Poem a day 2015:28

We're Back in Town

And the air is crisp
clean and clear and cold

as if it's been waiting for us
to fly back over the mountains

with the night on our tail
and land here where the maples

have budded in our absence
green lacy puffs over the roads

as if trying to match the green
of the forests we've just left

all the animals are glad to see us:
the cats follow us through the house

and sleep on our faces as we nap off

the upright dozing trip
all those dreams that don't get to stick

and the dog's celebration
involves twirling in midair

even the sunshine seems designed
to compete with any wanderer's lust

to head out for territories unknown
to fall in love with foreign places

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