A Poem from Janet Cannon's  Poetry Room at IsleWrite.com

catching bugs

on the windshield
of goddess country

eastern oregon
snow zone signs

line the highway
ubiquitously in july

heat settles in
pulsating waves

on rolling hills and
the highway to home

where bugs meet their
unintentional demise in

the form of a quick splat
then splat then splat...

Poem by  Janet Cannon