Plainsong on Black Keys
In mornings feeble tones,
the belligerent lighthouse
plays hide & seek with
lilac bushels of cloud fluff.
Barbie pink petals fall
like day-glo showers
over a sea green sedan.
A furtive semi brève
crawls through the gap
of the drivers window.
It hovers like a tuning
fork, turning over
in mid song, as I chip
away at soft mounds
of snow – pushing silently
against the edge of
another vanishing coda.
©️Orion Foote, 2022
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