Ole Missouri

Running on a wooded ridge

I stopped in

reverent pause

to  see the water

brought by summer rains.

The Missouri River ‘s fury

floods spring’s tilled crops.

Back Camera

The fields hide in waiting waters,

the gray still-stagnant waters slow to recede

taking homes.

The hopes of farmer’s toil…

as he sits at a

nearby diner.

Sweat-dried hat placed

on the counter,

his burnt brown brow wrinkled

from worry.

The Missouri River

still continues to flow


now back within

the levees,

quieter now ,

the rains have stopped.

©  CMM  2011

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