Ode To Floyd
Tongue-tied and twisted
Just an earthbound misfit, I
Wish you were here hear
Flash, crack, thunder roars,
drenching deluge frightens a
Tiger in the Rain.
Ninety-one degrees,
yet white flakes fall everywhere.
Darn cottonwood trees.
The Last Cookout
The charcoal sputters,
gasping out it's final breath.
A breeze offers hope
for a longer existence
but it is to no avail.
Spoiled Appetite
Elsie is ground up.
puzzled by her fate as a
Not so Happy Meal.
Offspring
Wood and nails align
His brow furrowed next to mine
Plans unfold like wings
Ten years held in steady hands
We build more than just a thing