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Oct 2016
HWY 3 The Crow

Wet asphalt greets black rubber
With my nose still full of last nights campfire
Into the mountain mist the truck climbs
Golden October tamaracks mixed with lush pines
Cradle soft gravel shoulders on either side
Ravens wait for the road to provide
Hoping that deer cross to close
Car carrions and sentinels of highway
This wagon trail turned freeway
Dotted with settler farms and broken barns
That rockslided ribbon links the vast eastern prairie steppes
With Pacific's craggy shore
Though blasted granite forested castles
And rain engorged waterfalls
She always takes me home
The Crow Highway BC Canada
Written by
KiraLili  Ukraine
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