Big Sky Country by Robert Cameron HazeltonNestled in this creaky wicker
gazing at a distant flicker
wondering why people bicker
when there's so much to explore:
iridescent galaxies call,
enigmatic moons enthrall,
mysteries both big and small—
who could call this life a bore? 04/01/2007 Posted on 04/02/2007 Copyright © 2025 Robert Cameron Hazelton
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/02/07 at 03:56 AM How very true! This is terrific! Maybe we just need to be in big sky country, sitting in the wicker... ;) |
Posted by Mo Couts on 10/02/12 at 05:42 PM What a nice little poem! Congrats on poem of the day--it's well deserved! |
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