April 16

April 16th, 2014 at 11:10 am

April 16

Oh wind, you’re such a narcissist -
on and on and on you blast,
a tiresome soliloquy of run-on sentences,
reckless words that set
the prairie afire.
Leave this scarred and wind-scraped land,
take your empty chatter
on up to Nebraska, you’re headed
that way anyway.
Slam the door if you must,
just go.

Flyover Weather, Poetry & Haiku

  1. Linda Bryant
    April 18th, 2014 at 08:55 | #1

    Amen! Well said. It is one thing about Kansas that I just really don’t like!

  2. April 19th, 2014 at 14:06 | #2

    Beautifully put. But it probably helps my appreciation that I’m not from Nebraska