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Her Drought Cut From Yellow Cloth

J.L. Littlejohn
Apr 5 · 2 min read

Free Verse Poetry

The Fast road
took more away from
then ever toward
this place;
the biggest trucks over iron-rails
resonating/
dangle in voids
as distant rain.

She watched it slope
like lazy tail on an ol’ yeller dog
tucking itself along the falling gray.
An evening heat
thick with rhythm of crickets
(& occasional frog)
rode on a Texas-humid/ㅤslow,
slender roll
in tendrils over her sill
Tempie sprawledㅤall gangly limbs
toes inert but anxious for rain
rested weary Atlas
supporting her open window.

Sylphlike
lamped in lunar wan
long-shadow girl
against the rage by summer
bare feet waiting
wet promise in peal of rumbles.
She traces lacework
to moonlit magnolia
across wood floor,
skinny legs,ㅤ
thru glistened sweat
on concave of unripe abdomen.

Murmuring in her brooding/
she sighed
when boisterous firmament
yielded no sprinkling
in needed angels.
Sleep clung to her
(same as dusting of red-earth
that rode for weeks
on each wing to dry wind)
fought it hard ㅤ …succumbed.

She rose
ㅤa weakened faith
–chapel full of childish prayer–
still forsaken/ㅤbarely old enough
for her suited-up in alone
…less the girl (she thinks)
in braids of chestnut hair
yet more so this morn
than yesterday.

Awash in bloom of yellow
when she passes a window
dome to eager sun
distorting her garden:
Nectar gone from flowers.
Weeds stood stiff bones.
Bee’s wings and things thirsting
all sheltered silent
turned gold with the dawn.
Even dirt took hue of flame
off the rising torch.

She kneels to watchㅤ
an exodus on barren dirt
– thread of ants from one dead pot
in begonias
to another in marigolds
near death.
Surprisedㅤas first drops fall
…meet skin/
she cries to those angels
that came preferring morning.

©jef l littlejohn 2021

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J.L. Littlejohn

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Poet/Storyteller ~A Conflict of Words in Tussle With a Pen For a Life of Rhyme. Poetry for The Lit Up, The Junction, PS I Love You, Resistance Poetry

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Lit Up

Welcome to Lit Up -The Land of Little Tales. Here you can read and submit short stories, flash fiction, poetry - in brief, your own legend. We're starting little. But that's how all big stories begin.

J.L. Littlejohn

Written by

Poet/Storyteller ~A Conflict of Words in Tussle With a Pen For a Life of Rhyme. Poetry for The Lit Up, The Junction, PS I Love You, Resistance Poetry

Lit Up

Lit Up

Welcome to Lit Up -The Land of Little Tales. Here you can read and submit short stories, flash fiction, poetry - in brief, your own legend. We're starting little. But that's how all big stories begin.

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