‘tween tattered timbers
a celebration of love
may peace be with you
‘tween tattered timbers
a celebration of love
may peace be with you
weathered wooden planks
monument to days of old
a slow memory
an old photograph
of mama as beauty queen
good genes, pretty eyes
feathers bright and bold
roosters for sale, stories told
cock-a-doodle-doo
life is like a slope
full of twists, turns, ups, and downs
days filled with process
a rock above trees
against a vast open sky
sits big staring back
gone to history
hard drives, letters, memories
twenty-three sets sail
wet whiskers and fins
communicating, let’s play
in galapagos
true obedience
the ancient flag reminds us
past loss for peace now
sun on rusty trucks
silently recalling those
happy bygone days
awakened by sound
from worm grunting festival
life as fishing bait
downtown theatre
performs restoration play
true life center stage
along the food line
bar-b-q and curly fries
in hot summer sun
your mind was elsewhere
as seen in your reflection
captured by my heart
meeting of the minds
two heads are better than one
or a lot of bull
taffeta dresses
satin shoes, hairdos up high
life as a princess
sitting next to you
dark hair, tight jeans, cowboy boots
green truck memories
little finch watches
all day from the birdhouse roof
parking lot people
i loved you, no doubt
atoms of you charmed my heart
logic struck you out
listening to lush
wildflower symphonies sing
the sound of crickets
the marvelous view
soaring high, floating freely
freedom is a bird