Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Ten Driving Poems 8. Happy Hour

Too busy to think
find myself slowing down
crossing the line
a couple of times
just a little bit
the thing is
that sky is too too
dramatic not to

I won't even attempt
to talk about it.
Let the sunset speak
for itself
through my camera's

Once home, safely,
I show my mother
what the camera saw.
And even though
Hot Seat Millionaire
is on, she can't
take her eyes
off those vivid
whole-sky colours.
Just as well
she wasn't driving
home tonight!

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