The modern gypsies arrive
midday
to back- in and plug-in
set-up and wash-up
solar panels gleam
in the afternoon light
capturing the moment
the sublime paradox
of their motley
four wheeled renaissance.
© Erik Hansen 2016
Four 24
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Did you say, “motley for wheeled renaissance”? Loved it. I had the image of an engine revving at that last line. Great poetry.
“Motley four wheeled renaissance”
and I’m glad you loved it!