A-Z Challenge

For the A-Z challenge, we decided to post a new and original poem every day (yipes!)  Today, inspired by an old and dear friend, Juliet tackles the letter "K."

Kansas

You joke about Kansas.

With its meat-Jello and

Marshmallow relatives.

I see it differently.

Rolling plains, soft, tall grasses,

That brush the tips of my,

Fingers when I’m standing up.

Dug-in tenants committed to,

Dust-filled days of sweat, and labor,

Requiring muscles I’ve never even used.

Nights when crickets sing into a blue dark

Sky sprinkled with stars.

And yes, meat-Jello.

Sometimes even with cheese, or bits of too-sweet,

Too red, canned fruit.

Still, when you come back from each,

Teeth-grit trip,

You say it was, “lovely.”

That’s you to me.

Your center is clear resolve.

You once said, “When I feel unsure,

I ask myself, What is the right thing to do?

The answer always floats right up.”

To me, that sounded like Kansas.

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