NAPOWRIMO - 19 April 2006 - Journey Home

Hotel California on the radio
and a breeze from the air-conditioner,
were cool relief from evening heat
and muffled blast of horns.
The highway was a sea of cars streaming
for home, caught buckled together
like a long metal snake.
And cables hung on steel poles
like disorganized spider webs.
Sunlight stole glimpses,
between silhouettes of buildings,
of cables hung on steel poles
like disorganized spider webs.
The sun, a sparkling orange opal,
awed the world this twilight
before obscurity consumed.
And headlights paved the way
to warm meals and cool wine
with loved ones. But for now,
the sun was still life on canvas.