Category: Poetry

Prairie Morn by LlamaMama Rectangular Angus Silhouettes stand still On bluff’s brow, black Against frozen horizon’s Sunrise pastels. Twisted trees bow Stiffly, graciously: Aged gentlemen In dusty disguise. Grass gesticulates In perpetual dance; Oil rigs slowly nod Heavy heads, like large, Sagacious mantises. One wee sparrow chirps, Then another Takes up the tune; No dawning…