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Passing Through Iowa

Road noises rise like precautionary tales Heat shimmering on the roadway ahead Straight as an arrow from past to future Seen through tunnels of unharvested grain Punctuated by power-producing windmills Turning slowly, nowhere signs of coming rain Occasionally a railroad crossing suture Strange dialect of north Fargo in my head While lone tractor loads rolled hay bales FIRST PLACE WINNER Brian Strand's "Your Choice" Poetry Contet Poetry Soup written August 22, 2021 (using my reverse rhyming technique)

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 8/24/2021 8:42:00 PM

Awesome poesy, Milt. Positively Carl-Sandburg-like. Superior ink! ~ gw

L Milton Hankins
Date: 8/24/2021 9:20:00 PM

Thank you so much, Gershon. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Jenna Logan

Date: 8/23/2021 2:33:00 PM

Rail tracks do resemble sutures. Nice metaphor, Milt.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 8/23/2021 4:34:00 PM

Thanks so much, Jenna. Yeah, they do...sort of.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 8/23/2021 2:22:00 PM

I just worked it out Milton, cleverly done. Tom

L Milton Hankins
Date: 8/23/2021 4:38:00 PM

Thank you, Tom. I'm glad you got it all worked out. For some unknown reason I do lots of these "reverse rhyme" poems. They seem to come natural to me.