Holy

smoke from a cigar wafts up,
sanctifying the sunrise,
the deer among the haystacks,
and the snow so deep and so very cold.

© 2013, Douglas Polk

Douglas Polk is a poet living in the wilds of central Nebraska with his wife and two boys, two dogs and four cats. Polk has had numerous poems published in many publications.

Nominated for 2013 Pushcart Prize

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