Palmer’s Poems

     Up early
where the air is still, the hand
rail cool
morning birds moan and dogs bark
bus and driver find a gear
     to climb Hidalgo.

         Pear shaped
carnival striped
pilot flames the burners
canopy cheeks bulging hot air
     its rise imperceptible.

         Day two
within stripes a yellow Greek cross
majestically rises full
annunciates distant cathedral
         its main spires.

   Morning
of inordinate stillness
no fewer than seven ships are aloft
hour on hour they pass, easy
   destinations unknown.

   This last day
solo pilot challenges overcast sky
the rail is still cool
buses make stops, and
    dogs bark.

Palmer R. Haynes

© January, 2015