Saturday, December 11, 2010

Shimmering Heat

Searching for a gas station off of the interstate,
I drive through the shimmering heat
That ruffles my vision of the highway.
The image wavers - a mirage floating
Which thirst-crazed wanderers
Would distrust - my oasis
Swims into view:
Truck stop.

published first on PoemHunter May, 2009; revised and published on poetfreak Oct. 2009

1 comment:

  1. I can see this so clearly, and it is a nice escape - shimmering heat in the midst of our Canadian winter:) Beautiful writing, Lillian.