Kansas Veldt, a poem by Duane L Herrmann at Spillwords.com
Laura Seaman

Kansas Veldt

Kansas Veldt

written by: Duane L Herrmann

 

With the wind
flowing, soaring
caught for moment
moving on
transported
without will
of your own.
Passing a tree
its higher branches
the most nimble
flowing
with the wind
bending, swaying
floating
above the grass,
waves of grass
across the prairie
up and over the rise
down along a creek
above water rustling,
rippling over rocks
falling
down stones
swirling around
logs and boulders
and slowly flow
a ways until
lifted up as wings
above stone fence
down in places
with moss
on north side
molted
spawning life
and new worlds.

 

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:

Wind has its own life over the prairie

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