Silhouettes of windmills turn like a lazy clock, a pendulum drumming the wind,
A sherbet sky, tangerine ombrés to blue ice while elongated wisps of pink Cotten Candy stretch like pillows on the horizon’s snowy bed,
Two lanes to infinity,
Ditches, collecting snow and brush; cedar, sumac, red line, Hawthorne. Weigh stations, deer crossings, farm houses, pole barns,
Prairie Rose State Park, Cenex, Kum & Go,
Hills banter, fissures of golden grey stubble,
Wide open skies,
And miles and miles.
