Its a blusterous day
gust, raindrop
grey clouds loom like sullen fortresses
tears as arrows
peppering the footsoldiers
waiting
for the bus
The calvary charge by
close enough to reach out and touch
armor clad beasts
we shy away from
rubber-shod hooves
Ping! Ping!
the barrage continues
unabating as we are whisked to the hilltop
I watch the faces as
they board and depart, looking
bored, tired
A rare smile like the sunrise
thickly cloaked in a shroud of mist
a beam cuts through
and paints a confused rainbow on the face
of the girl across the aisle
Check out this article in the Western Student paper. Its got photos by Otis and Veronica, and I am quoted a bit. Its on page 8.
http://westernfrontonline.net/pdf/all1-11-2008final.pdf
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