VETERAN’S DAY 2012
Three barns on the right shadow the road
I travel to the safety of my home. Farthest
from the highway itself, one barn, a skeleton,
looks to have received the hard end
of a Missouri wind thrashing. The west
wall holds strong but three others and the roof
are fatally wounded. The next barn is closest
the road. Its roof has been notarized
by some advertisement from better
economic times, some product that has died
and gone the way of memory. The third is intact,
standing, and proudly wearing its southeast corner
in ivy. All these are destined to relive,
their teens and twenties, through the stories
of the remaining loved ones.
--Sukany 28 Nov 2012
Three barns on the right shadow the road
I travel to the safety of my home. Farthest
from the highway itself, one barn, a skeleton,
looks to have received the hard end
of a Missouri wind thrashing. The west
wall holds strong but three others and the roof
are fatally wounded. The next barn is closest
the road. Its roof has been notarized
by some advertisement from better
economic times, some product that has died
and gone the way of memory. The third is intact,
standing, and proudly wearing its southeast corner
in ivy. All these are destined to relive,
their teens and twenties, through the stories
of the remaining loved ones.
--Sukany 28 Nov 2012