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We traveled out a dirt rut road 

Amid throws of golden hour 

September woods rapt a glow 

Showing off this Sunday evenings blend 

Where nature shares her fertile luscious goods 

Along a winding half a mile drive 

Every turn another…

Overhead, a giant comforter rests snugly 

You’ve no doubt guessed 

It’s sporting several shades of gray… 

And it’s okay, it’s full of rain - ready to empty 

As near as I can tell - all is well and that’s swell 

…

A toy, a tool, a weapon 

Begins one hearty living thing 

Crackling fire mind ideas 

Drawing wet sand sketches 

Earn bucks by the score 

Fiddle, whittle something 

Grow your very own 

Help splint a broken leg 

Inspect, explore… seek reason 

…

Morning waits on no one kid 

You must learn to muster you - 

Out of that - snoozers bed 

For the Sun’s a comin’ 

Sure, as the skyline signifies so 

And take your shadow when you go 

May thickets draw…

Would you happen to remember? 

Where I may have left the Sun 

It was here a while ago, shining all a glow 

Now it seems as though it’s gone 

Maybe if I whistled…like I used to hail a cab 

I…

Upstairs 

Where birds fly 

Likewise… 

Sky gets blue 

April surprises, 

Wets us clear through 

As sensitive passers-by 

Have their good cry 

Doing sometimes, what clouds do 

When heavy shows confounding gray 

Mr. Sun heads forever west 

Does his peekaboo best…

You can Valentine this and Valentine that… 

To endear yourself as a thoughtful cat 

But never forget the card, the flowers, the chocolaty sweets 

Or the words bound to make her swoon 

You won’t have to give the moon per…

You can Valentine this and Valentine that… 

To endear yourself as a thoughtful cat 

But never forget the card, the flowers, the chocolaty sweets 

Or the words bound to make her swoon 

You won’t have to give the moon per…

Forest of aspen and deep green, blue spruce 

Climb-up the mountains 

Dance beside meadows with sparkling clear streams 

Where highland grasses 

Give colorful flowers chances to pop out in eye-catching bloom 

May, wilderness host - the finest broods of wee…

Story by story 

The word count climbs 

Often so befitting 

It blows the mind 

Practice punches 

From the boxer 

Who rhyme’s sublime 

Long before his . . . 

Rounds arrive 

She speaks softly 

Call me when 

Your rage is done 

…

Larry hugged his pillow drifting straight into deep sleep 

Exhaustion plays that card on weary souls 

Suddenly in dreamscape he found himself alone 

The surroundings looked nothing like his home 

Was this native Nebraska - before they paved the roads, 

…

You know those woods close to home 

Today’s an invitation, care to roam? 

Yes, take the dog so you are not alone 

Or ask a neighbor friend 

I promise you there’s always beauty there 

Half a zillion living things -…