Wild Turkeys
Wild Turkeys At the edge of the cemetery,to the left of the entrance way,a flock of wild turkeys, thin and black,stroll through oft trimmed grass. They pick and bob alongas if plucking deep, silent noteswithin… Wild Turkeys
Wild Turkeys At the edge of the cemetery,to the left of the entrance way,a flock of wild turkeys, thin and black,stroll through oft trimmed grass. They pick and bob alongas if plucking deep, silent noteswithin… Wild Turkeys
I’ve got books in my cart I’ve forgotten when I’ve read. Pages up my sleeve’s heart hidden with the salt and bread. When I walk down the street people get out of my way, everywhere… Boardwalk Homeless
People file by Like so many years Compressed into a two hour line. You came to my mom’s And I came to your dad’s But we were both away When our others had passed. So… People file by
Tonight we show her and accept condolences and sympathy while letting lose tears and fury. We’ll stand here and her body will lie there while family and friends press in and around. Tomorrow we put… Tonight, Tomorrow and then the next day
Here is a note that was lost On a floor that was swept Some time ago. It lies folded shut, marks Facing one another Like dance partners would Some time ago. The music had stopped… Here is a note that was lost
The hours of my life Tick by As if endless. I hear something beyond myself And wait for its image to appear. I hope to wake apart from all that And walk with the sun… The hours of my life