Winter blizzard’s playground,
Spring’s sky lit booming thunder,
Summer tornado’s twisting,
Falls gently rolling grassland;
Take me home with prairie fire
To rest among the cattail;
Lie under the quilted Midwest
Where buffalo once roamed.
Slumber in purple sunset.
Awaken in thickened dew.
Quietly step hand in ghost
Walking Native American.
Listen to cicada songs,
Watch prairie dogs scamper,
Fireflies blink,
Wildflowers sway
Blanketed in the Milky Way.
poem by Denise Martin
Denise Martin is a published writer and substitute teacher of Language Arts residing in Loudoun County, VA. Her most recent work appeared in DASH Literary Journal, Spring, 2019.