Excerpts From A Teenage Diary Poem by David Wood

Wind drifting through a rolling cornfield
Far from the city lights
Formations of silver grey clouds
Billowing through a darkened sky
Competing against each other

Rows of tall trees standing to attention
Silhouetted against a low horizon
Wisps of smoke waft up from a
Bleak ancient farmhouse in the foreground
Surrounded by a dilapidated fence

Daylight now failing as evening's shadow
Begin to cast its silky smooth cape
Tentatively over a tranquil landscape
We sit in the car at the side of the road

And kiss