Steel sky, or: Desert summers

A piece of Tanka Prose

stoic behind wheel
multiple backseat drivers
steel sky glints at dawn
desert summer sears highways
air conditioning cools heads

This week, both yesterday and tomorrow, I am on site visits for work; and I am the designated driver. Yesterday’s site visits were wonderful. It’s inspirational to see some of the social programs that I raise funds for; such trips help me better craft their stories in my writing. That said, I am so tired right now; I’m definitely going to bed early tonight so that I can be functional behind the wheel early tomorrow morning.


#TankaTuesday

The above piece of Tanka Prose was written for Colleen M. Chesebro’s ‘Tanka Tuesday’ prompt this week.


Twiglet #283

Steel sky


Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

39 thoughts on “Steel sky, or: Desert summers”

  1. I like riding with my hubby, but I don’t really like a car full of strangers (even family) – or sitting in the back which I do for elders or those taller than me. The air or heat never seems to travel far enough in the back.

    Continued success with your projects – drive safe 😀

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