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Sunday, February 12, 2017


a place where south winds rise
against plains of wild dreams;
insights of the west
reminding the rest
to cross imaginations of living small, but big

red-tail hawks soar open skies
searching for unlucky meals;
            pausing, wings flapping
            contemplating the snatching
            nature of a natural Kansas predator

Indian summer, Indian winter
Kansans witness both;
            cold flurries mixed with sunshine
            roaring thunder background elderberry wine
            watching tornados pass through backyards

unchartered paths, where soiled hands protect
wheat-filled air, our signature of home
            forever a free state
            the most honorable trait
            ad astra per aspera

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