Wednesday, May 1, 2013


(First Published in "Prairie Poetry")
Like a tired cookie sheet,
One corner bent
By accident-prone Missouri,
You center fundamental USA
(Absent disconnected add-ons).

Scratches, dust I know you bear,
Bits of crusty residue, hints of heat,
Sticky places that won’t remove;
But also there remains a trace
Of fragrance and desire.

So though it’s been a lifetime
Since I’ve had the use of you,
Sweet memories forbid I should forget
How much I loved you,
How much I need you yet.
©2008 John I. Blair

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