Texas Highways 6 Poem by Armadillo Poet
Texas Highways 6
You can taste the smoke
Of the horrible barbecue:
In the north like hickory
And in the south, mesquite
Whenever wildfires burn
The instinct of every animal
Resembles squirrels trembling
But such is the cycle
Of the mountains,
Forests and plains
It's all kicking up ash:
Broken coal from shale,
Boots stuck in peat-
Just using gasoline as weed killer
Saturday, November 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: fires
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rewritten 8-13-2018
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