feet crossed on dashboard,
resting. My rhinestoned sunglasses
reflect the momentum, short-term
memories in the making. Map flung to back
floor in rebellion and preference
for uncharted interaction. Back-road mistakes
melting into mystical minefields, blasts
of beauty, untouched by anything but camera’s
flash. Soundtrack of laughter and effortless
banter barrels through glass
half-rolled down, plays for the wind.
The Road to Yoga Road
is curved at impossible
angles. Avenues dangle on one
leg, teeter, manage not
to fall into failure’s abyss.
Balancing the drive
for perfection with natural
peace of meditative silence, the form
shrinks, converges on sole point,
aligns itself with inner
strength.
Ice Cream Unplugged
Frozen tower of twisted
milk dissolves into photo-
negative lava flow. Sticky
hands, elbows flick, drip,
short flight. Away.
Biography: A.J. Huffman is a poet and freelance writer in Daytona Beach, Florida. She has previously published six collections of poetry all available on Amazon.com. She has also published her work in numerous national and international literary journals. Most recently, she has accepted the position as editor for four online poetry journals for Kind of a Hurricane Press ( www.kindofahurricanepress.com ).
Find more about A.J. Huffman, including additional information and links to her work at http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000191382454 and https://twitter.com/#!/poetess222.
Find more about A.J. Huffman, including additional information and links to her work at http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000191382454 and https://twitter.com/#!/poetess222.
