We settled on the west
in the footsteps of Lewis, Clark,
and the nameless natives
that did all the work crossing a continent
with waterspout wishes
and frontier fancies of flight.
We did no actual walking,
our footprint carbon high above
the vast swaths they once explored
with wonder and virgin eyes
mere white noise
for my well-earned nap.
We discovered the concrete forest
journeying on another trolley
discovering the treasures hidden
in Chinatown’s claustrophobic stores
before returning home,
our honeymoon jaunt at an end.
Phillip Knight Scott | © 2019
Every Thursday, Paula from Light Motifs II, posts a word and photo to a theme. This week’s theme is high and the picture is above.
Also included is the Putting My Feet in the Dirt prompt “waterspout wishes” … which you probably noticed.
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