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POEM: dark blue nightgown

dark blue nightgown

I saw a woman in a
dark blue nightgown
walking along the edge
of an Alabama highway
head wreathed in a cloud
of smoke from a cigarette
there was a storm coming
and no obvious shelter
nor any place from which
she could have originated
perhaps she was the ghost
of Woody Guthrie
returned as the Earth Mother
or the corporeal soul
of a murder victim
doomed to wander the roads
then the rain started
and like a thin mist of fog
over the tarmacadam
she slowly faded away

2 July 2012
between Auburn AL
and Columbus GA

Published in Jazz Or Bust Tour My poems Poetry

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