Poems

Clueless

there they were

hundreds of them

perched in a line

on the telephone wires

all facing the same way

staring toward the horizon

as if waiting for some signal or

maybe for an answer

to suddenly appear

the magical message that would

enlighten them

& let them know

why they were there

o r d e r l y

comfortably spaced & disposed

well intentioned

but nonetheless

clueless