Weekly Poem - Week Two

Kentucky's Capitol

Sitting in front of the Capitol

of the Kentucky Commonwealth

in Frankfort.

Limestone

grey with touches

of light brown

dirt, mud

With nary its vote

we extract our ground

and stack it

high

higher

farther out

sprawling about

farther

and farther out.

Lyrics of a bird 

suggest this mud will reign, 

outlive even this

irrational?

faith in humanity

save we stack this trust

in us,

humanity,

higher

and higher

and paralleled thus

with a workhorse derby

standing on strained hind legs,

neighing for change,

messages that

massage our earthen mother

and instead of constant

lefts and circles

there is no more gambling

there is the message

spreading

farther

and farther out.