|Autumn Sky Poetry - Number 2|
It was spitting snow when we left
on a country fiddle, watched the clock
in Oklahoma City and I was 10 and 2
and we laughed till Flagstaff, where you took
standing in a shower at the Stardust,
hung over and heading to San Francisco, slamming
heard you say you loved me once when the waves
because that's what I always do. I drank too much
it a taxi, got tatted on Haight street and smoked candy.
We stopped in Needles and met a man who used
the breeze through the windows on our cheeks
Somewhere in between, you threw a fit and the worst World's
Lindsay Landis dwells in a three stoplight town in central Kentucky with her husband and their four legged friends Marley and Stella: a four-year-old Jack Russell Terrier and a spoiled one-year-old Shih-tzu. She has a little over a year before she earns her teaching degree in Elementary Education (PK-8). She also tutors on weeknights and serves as a Moderator at the Academy of American Poets online discussion forums at Poets.org.
© 2006 Lindsay Landis