Common Sense Sunset
a January poem
January 13, 2020
My bright focused third hour pupils
tell me a check marked box
is a visual representation of resolution.
Driving home I double take the sunset,
pausing momentarily at high speed,
caught in a whirlpool of January insight,
resolved to the littlest things.
My conscious self makes a check mark
similar to 137 times before in 54 years,
and my psyche shrugs, sad for the four senses
left forgotten on the drive.
Rex Muston continues to enjoy teaching language arts at Keokuk High School. He is trying to muster up enough poetry for a collection, and is currently...