Jackass Flats- December Poem by Craig Steiger
Jackass Flats- December
Driving out Jackass Flat Road
Deeply chilled in December
Spending an warmth-free afternoon
With the good grey poet
Yet every rainpuddle shone
Along the washboard roadway,
Every surface brilliant, even dazzling
From yesterday's long soaking-
But now the storm's departed
Leaving a battered garrison of misshapen clouds
Wearing that bold brass December light
The winding road opening
To long views of rust-red buttes-
Rumbling the long way OUT
Takes your breath
Confirming the charmed life
That's found you
'confirming the charmed life that's found you' - your writing has a musicality to it.
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4/23/2024 6:40:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You really know how to capture a moment. I really enjoy this kind of poetry, as it does more than link the words together. It gives a series of flickering pictures, complete with sound and smell, and it brings us there, to the place where the beauty lived. I never thought I would be able to write that about a place called Jackass Flats, but there you have it. Maybe you didn't either, and that's why you wrote it.