May 29
Erosion Control
I rise from dinner leaving
chicken, potatoes, and yogurt
the westward door beckons
ochre stains the horizon
beyond the long-leaf pines
and the rolling purpled-hills
as the sun crashes down
leaving its light-shadows
to linger in the air
and on the ground
reflecting on the angular gravel
lying within the road’s banks
ochre overflows the banks
flooding the straw strewn
on the rust-filled earth
‘erosion control’
here in the failing light
with road dust in my mouth
Pamela Olson, 5/29/08
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Always fun to see how different people’s poems are… I can see why yoghurt was such a challenge to fit in - though it works well I think! Nice photo too - one of yours?
‘ochre stains the horizon
beyond the long-leaf pines
and the rolling purpled-hills
as the sun crashes down
leaving its light-shadows
to linger in the air’
This entire poem is wonderful, but I especially liked those two stanzas. I love how you incorporated the prompt words into this piece.
Thanks for the nice comments. The photo is a few years old taken in Oregon when I lived on the coast. The Pacific is actually just below the horizon but the light and color were so similar you can’t hardly tell, just a glint of reflection.
Your poem is beautiful. You incorporated the words into this piece so nicely. And, the picture from Oregon adds a grand view. Thanks for sharing your words. Have a nice day.
So, are you fixin’ to go somewhere?
The words and image go together so perfectly.
Hey Rick, yes I am fixin’ to go somewhere– to Emily and Thom’s wedding next week. Are you fixin’ to accompany me? Don’t you use love the taste of the road?
Again, I’m impressed, lovely, vivid imagery and fluid style.
This is absolutely wonderful?
A very enjoyable poem that flows well and hits with under-statement.
Beautiful, rolling poem, painting a lovely scene. Great photo too.
A sensual beauty this one is.
Lovely, this poem flows with vibrant imagery!