Backyard Outback
Within a crack in grisly clouds one night
I briefly glimpsed the redish-orange hue
of the Australian desert poking through—
pillars of bunched up puffs, in the colored light
of a sleepy sun’s rosy rays,—and the might
of such a sight struck my soul’s drowsy blue.
So suddenly my heavy spirit flew
like a falcon to that unequaled height.
And soon returning home, I shut the door
on that marvelous fantasy of mine.
The evening heavens, far from human reach,
yet teach me a quite foreign form of speech,—
that of mysterious, metaphoric sign.?
Thus I transcend myself,—find something more.
Copyright © X F Lacasse | Year Posted 2025
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