Grass Land
short-grass prairie
close-cropped by herds of buffalo
broken by the plough
miscellaneous
In the Middle
Earth—this spinning ball
in space—and here’s my house
right in the middle
Downward
in the field a sapling
twisted by life’s storms
growing downward
Sleeping Kitten
oh, that silly kitten
curled up asleep
on my rising dough
(Yes, this did happen years ago. Sitting in a warm place, the dough must have felt soft and inviting — at least it was covered with a clean cloth. Cats can fall asleep anywhere!)
Stars in His Eyes
the scarecrow’s coal eyes
through the lonely night
glitter like stars
Worthless
litter glitters
silver and gold from afar
empty promises
The Ways of Man
no wild-flowers
grace the prairie fields now
the plow has come
Once Tamed
tiger lilies
lurking in the long grass
once tamed
Train Wreck
a passing freight
roars through my musings — derailing
my train of thought
Forgetting
mists of time mitigate
the harsh memories stored
blessed forgetting
