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”

Top of the world

Not heard my mom giggle Not heard her say hi Val Not heard Marian D Heike laugh Tell a joke ‘I took a neck from some beer bottle, And from a horse I took some hair, I took some hair And I put them all together With some wire and some glue And I gotContinue reading “Top of the world”