David
Summerfield is a graduate of Frostburg State University, Maryland, and a
veteran of the Iraq war. He has been an editor, columnist, and
contributor to various publications
within his home state of West Virginia. His work has appeared or is due
to appear in Door Is A Jar Literary Magazine, Carmina Magazine, The Rye
Whiskey Review, and El Portal (EUNM) Literary Journal.
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ADRIFT
Late winter early spring night stretched out on the roof
Lost in dreams of the coming summer and fondly aloof
Long coal train moves by on the tracks heavy and slow
I feel the thundering vibrations hear it squeal see it go
Caboose it blinks red sound fades the track shines silent
Splinter of moon on the mountain hangs red and vibrant
Will summer come I wonder to glow more convincingly
Over the dark of winter a single porchlight glows feebly
Sentence of life pending appeal lone individual existence
Up on a limb unable to play living a practical indifference
Unable to conform bound to take note but still connected
Uncommitted disconcerted not reported but still affected
Silver sunlight melting snow transformed spills to the river
Beyond the track water rises and swells up from its fissure
As I witness it move backward up away from me it rushes
To fulfill itself cold foamed landscape with froth it covers
Blue morn late winter day gray sky and what does it matter
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