October Sky

Yellow dashed lines blur into one
solid and slithering serpent
unwinding in front of me with a speed
and an efficiency
I can't quite comprehend
- unwinding how
- unwinding where
I don't know.
Foot heavy pedal pressure
lean in
lean in
and skuttle across the moraine's trees
red and orange and yellow and brown
and some
an indignant green.
The sky above them
menacing and a million shades of grey
- in the brisk October wind it moves
and moves
and draws me in
encapsulated by the
chagrin and overwhelming
sadness
weighing down on my chest.
My glass pane headache beats
to some old
Neil Young song
about the Southern man, as
the wistfulness
of this October sky
grazes my cheek with
its deft palm,
and I fall under the spell again
of the dashed yellow lines
cavalier
against the black tar road
- unwinding how
- unwinding where
I don't know.

Copyright © Catherine Young, 2007.

Simple Math

GAH! So little writing done lately....so little motivation! Meh....

Simple Math

I am composed of 1/5
truth and
conviction,
and 4/5 confusion and
coffee.

Copyright © Catherine Young, 2007.