New Poem: Peep Show on the Thruway

3-8-17a

It is amazing what fun poetry will pop into your head on a long drive.

Peep Show on the Thruway

Mist rises
from a slowly melting
ice cover
draped over
a lonely pond

Like a lady
disrobing
for the leering
open sky
coy and commanding

She does it
every year
this open
secret ritual
a virginesque burlesque
for those with eyes to see

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