Blue Skies Smilin’ At Me

once again on the Loop
blue skies smilin’ at me
over the mountian peaks
and through the
winter-bared trees

early Brittlebush bobs its
amarillo heads in glorious
southwest sunshine
that washes postcard
panoramas of the

high Sonoran desert

a lone roadrunner exits
stage left as I scan
the nettles for ACME
roadrunner traps or anvils
and just maybe

Wiley E…

–LE – 1/23/25