Coming Home, Lake Vera Poem by Craig Steiger
Coming Home, Lake Vera
After days down freeways
I come home to frosty woodsides
Where a night of snow
Has graced every surface,
I can breathe again gazing at clouds-
I feel the fast life of salaries & carshine
Interrogating this hidden quiet way
But I too sift like fresh snow
Through the aimless shank & swirl
To trace the tiny ledges of the unlatched gate
wow, craig. this is a great poem. you are very observant and the best is that you can turn that into a great asset. this poem shows that potential. keep up the great work. i write both good and some lousy poems. i hope you find the best ones of mine. see you and a prosperous new year to u.
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8/5/2026 3:17:21 PM # rel_20260803T153344Z_4267e77
Nice, Craig, particularly the keen observation of the restorative nature of home. Evokes a sense of peace that is palpable. Don