People we meet

Things they say Weight their words have Today at the Post Office A financial aid officer Luther College From my home town No name comes to mind She has not changed Told me when I told.her I had been accused in 2012 of beating my mom by my half sister in texas This lady FromContinue reading “People we meet”

Last night

As I awoke at one am A question text faced me What days are you off? Sorry What? Then my new friend knowing nothing aboit YouTube said aren’t you bringing in revenue sutely youcan take time off? Out of mouth of babes Phrse works for novices everywhere Age is not linked with novice I saidContinue reading “Last night”

Fishing,Iowa

When I was a kid fishing on our family lake Diffeent,differnt Today sixty two years later Fishing for some Independence Iowa Fishing no longer means a meal Fishing trumps world no eco protections mean Means fish no longer sre Ate Toxic fish What’s wrong? Why are PH levels all wrong? Whe are fish no lonferContinue reading “Fishing,Iowa”

Dear friends

Worry get excited No matter our age The light is still there The thrill of an adventure Time anticipated with a voyage In a new used car Off buying new chairs Near home When in your sixties times planned Times wandering Goals obtained Then ,then best get home Lonliness places missed homes like that NoContinue reading “Dear friends”

Third favorite chapter 14,Dogs who found me by Ken Foster

Chapter 14a, https://youtu.be/MuQLWWC3ZFw Chapter 14b, https://youtu.be/xNrri8Bvm40

Chapter 23,Yada,Yada Prayer group gets caught by Neta Jackson

Chapter 19a, https://youtu.be/XzrymoWA4mg Chapter 19b, https://youtu.be/Q6tC_vWAg18 Chapter 19c, https://youtu.be/1-yJ3jxvR9w Chapter 20, https://youtu.be/geRkjgRAfUM Chapter 21, https://youtu.be/de0Kf97ttns Chapter 22, https://youtu.be/fk33QRuQDmU Chapter 23, https://youtu.be/w7Cwdfrr9z4

Bleak

Words bring thought Stir conscious Envoke feeling Stir pot Ruminate in my meloncholy gut The sky in northern Iowa now ‘Bleak!’ Great word Poets friend Sculptors knife Medium Chunk of wood Canves Vocabulary Intination Cadence All returns like humanity to dust Yet sift through ones we love We are more then dust Uncle Norm wasContinue reading “Bleak”