The Seasoned Land

The Seasoned Land

by David LaBounty

a summertime weekend.

northern Michigan.

the towns and countryside seasoned
with septic tanks and deer

with churches and clean living

with young and old
either drunk or high
from too much boredom or pain

we stop at a Wal-Mart
in a resort town full
or urban refugees
and local varicose veins

along with

rows of camouflage
and wonder bread
and we breathe it all in
and can’t help but
admire the simple
northern life with it’s
acres of pine trees
and it’s starry, starry skies
touching and blurring
the lines of poverty
and horizon.

1 thought on “The Seasoned Land

  1. David La Bounty captures the alienated suffocation of his
    surroundings with an accomplished drawing of phrase and the
    anonymity of nature and self without an enmity towards his
    own humanity.A fine poem,”The Seasoned Land.”

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