Saturday, October 8, 2016

Catch a Smile

               Catch a Smile

Dust wafts in the air
Down the dirt road I go
Filling the cab with talc like powder
Transporting me back to a happy time

Puffy dust cloud streaks behind
Vapor trail of time travel
Memory flares
Dust's taste and smell a gravitational pull

In the mountains with father
Dirt roads in mid-Summer
Rough as a cob he would say
Until we reached our destination

A stream in the Sangre De Cristo's
Trout dancing on the water
As reel it in
Catch a smile on my face

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.

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