PUBLISHED wFOR OPENLINK NIGHT FOR
dVERSEPOETS THIS TUESDAY IN MAY
Nine hundred miles of open road
Kites flying in the air, sign posts
Signs of something important . . .
Another make-shift memorial marking a highway death?
Some type of new American protest?
Like billboards advertising the latest fashions
Hanging like Easter eggs on high
Marking each spot
White, blue, green, yellow and
Large opaque billowing flags
Torn and shredded
Signs of our human times
Flapping in the winds
Full of air, ready for take off
But held tightly against the trees
Do you really see these roadside signs?
These open bladders of misused waste
Blossoming like the spring of a new season
Our ordinary everyday plastic bags
Dedicated to — for the joy of childhood days and roadsides free of plastic bags