From Syracuse, NY to North Jersey
My boyfriend, daughter and I ride back
In his jeep
On a breezy, damp July morning.
Arcane and open space nature meets
In the countryside.
The grass and crops sprawl across the open field
As the roads cut through these fields
And telephone poles populate the roadsides.
An occasional herd of cows or group of horses
Have gathered on the farmlands.
They chew on this vegetation
While they anticipate becoming
Beasts of burden
Fog stream from the mountains before us,
The smoky mists drift and roll
Along the sea of green and gray
In the distance.
The rain patters on the windshield
Of my boyfriend’s jeep
While the sun peeks through the clouds
To see if it’s all right to take over its
Weather duties from the drizzle.
– Teresa Edmond
August 21, 2010