Lavender And Roadkill Poem by Ben Partenay

when I walked, I
walked with eyes up-
held even the screech
of eagle fell longwise,
silver tongued charmer
that she is.

green moss enveloped
road edge and blurred
dream chasing clover
towards the mountains
of my youth

where all of us
I and you, are some-
where reading these
thoughts and drifting
long some road of
gravel, paved even,
maybe for a while.

some time ago, I
thought of you and
let go of
several breaths
I hadn't taken.

today
I am many people
with countless dreams
sometimes, smelling
lavender and
road kill.