CLOUD BANK OVER BROKEN ARROW
Rolling from silver-blue, round powdered edges
Outside to in, overshadowing hedges
Etched on the daisy-buff fluff of the prairie,
See it appear, unashamedly airy!
Blocking the sun with one corner, impeding
Glare like a Sky Spirit’s bended arm, speeding
In no way, but glimpsed from the interstate, level —
Muscular shoulder defying the Devil.
Cumulus Watcher, from Mingo Road, study —
Sober, long-suffering, crimson and ruddy,
Stoic, unmovable, brave, bronze, aloof —
How this dough rises on each vaulted roof.
Grandfather Sun, through the eyes of the East,
Watches, himself, while it grows without yeast.
Scan the horizon beneath it — a tunnel
Paler in hue, horizontal white funnel
Traveling under with …