Treasure Island

Ben Gieske


A Short Country Drive


along the roadside
black-eyed susans
waving hello
blackberries
at the roadside
remembering Mama
horse flies swarming
cows udder high in water
mooing for raintree clouds
flowers in the field
fleet faces in the crowd
waving good bye

Sept.29,2007

Submitted: Monday, June 16, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, June 17, 2008

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  • Sathyanarayana M V S (9/19/2008 4:13:00 AM)

    Wow! I share your feelings, the beauty of that run. I like my villages in India and often go there to enjoy the freshness we miss in metros. If time permits please read my MY VILLAGE. (Report) Reply

  • Kesav Easwaran (7/25/2008 2:04:00 AM)

    very speedy drive this...reflects in the words that cover a good amount of distance...mind is the fastest vehicle in the world...another good poem from your pen, ben...10 (Report) Reply

  • Robert Howard (6/24/2008 4:54:00 PM)

    I am very to ride with you on this wonderful excursion. Every time I drive in the country I sense my agrarian ancestors calling me home. (Report) Reply

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