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Dusty Lane

Dust swirls up from the country lane Traffic stirs clouds of gravel and sand And swearing from the unhappy profane Dust swirls up from the country lane Driving unhappy housewives insane The natural result of crusty, dry land Traffic stirs clouds of gravel and sand Dust swirls up from the country lane. Written June 17, 2021 [triolet slightly modified]

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Michelle Faulkner

Date: 6/18/2021 12:18:00 PM

Makes me think of those hot summers in the Midwest, and the farmers trying to plow their fields and getting caught in giant clouds of dust, love the line about the unhappy housewives :)

L Milton Hankins
Date: 6/18/2021 3:45:00 PM

Thanks so much, Michelle. Yes, I can recall those days.