miles to go…

as the light
turns green
a christmas ballet
snowflakes embrace
the winter’s wind
as empty eyes
search
for
a lover’s dream

and miles to go…

broken sounds
half-heard words
through the wailing
of children
and
old men
on prayer rugs
buried
among the rubble
ancient stone walls
a desert place of
worship
and
refuge
but
the walls
came tumbling down
without a sound
the drones
came
as whispers
of death
missing targets
press releases
must be
modified
but
these things happen
so
rising from the control console
worries
the trip home
may be arduous
there’s a
midwest snow storm
brewing