Atop the road

Atop the road
sluggish jaundiced

white bodies
move around

where we enter
uncouth and nude

a
tree alone

an angel on a
leaf of grass

lays yonder
with season renewed

Reviews

[Pryde Foltz]

The canadian spring beautiful and sometimes a little slushy. Loved this.

[John Anderson]

beautiful in it's simplicity, this poem also has depth and an extremely powerful delivery...great job!