Hour five

We sneaked into an old  abandoned gym   alone with the dusty equipments surrounded by Grey floor, cream walls and rustic windows   I was on the bench press when I saw your face upside down   you helped me lift a heavy iron barbell…

The Farm

After the long journey through the night through the ink black of northern Wisconsin, through the AM stations crackling polka tunes. began the Minnesota mornings of misty rivers and dewy fields, sleepy cattle at peace in the meadows. Tired, squished and impatient children wanting release…

A Stone Path

A stone path Shining with fallen leaves Leads to a peaceful Lake in forgotten woods The home to my verses