Texas Highways 7 Poem by Armadillo Poet

Texas Highways 7



Once a year?
Even twice a year?
Maybe three or even four times...

From the coastal plains
And wet forests
To the hill country

I would head through Bastrop
And in the Woods there'd be deer-
Every drive

Having a longtime been in the North
I drove that way again
Either ignoring or forgetting-
And everything was burned up

Charring the memories-
Gas-oil for creative destruction

Saturday, November 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: fire
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