L Milton Hankins Poet Free verse

Across the Great Plains

Racing toward the deep blue horizon,
Chasing the golden sun across America
Expressing wonderment at the vastness
Of the Great Plains, distant farmhouses
Dwarfed by gigantic silos awaiting harvest
Tall soldier-like windmills standing guard
While cattle graze, tails twitching like metronomes
To the beat of the clackity-clack road noises.

FIRST PLACE WINNER
written August 24, 2021
Brian Strand "Verse Freed" Poetry Contest
March 4, 2022

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Rico Leffanta August 25, 2021 at 11:33 AM And when you look, try to imagine yourself as a pioneer: where you would find water and shelter for the night? L Milton Hankins August 25, 2021 at 1:01 PM You have no idea how many times my brother and I commented on that very thing. Our trip would have been unimaginable just a few decades back.

Heidi Sands August 25, 2021 at 9:21 AM Oh, I can see it and feel it. Very nice Milton :) L Milton Hankins August 25, 2021 at 10:05 AM Thanks so much, Heidi. That is what I was trying to accomplish with this poem.

Tom Cunningham August 25, 2021 at 1:38 AM I've only seen pictures of them , you captured the scene well with your words Milton. They seem to go on forever. Tom L Milton Hankins August 25, 2021 at 8:59 AM Thanks so much for your thoughts on my poem, Tom. Yes they do, and striking I might add.