dry me a river
dry me a river
the front porch by candle light
barking at the wind
dry me a river
the front porch by candle light
barking at the wind
early morning dance
to float and spin in the dark
diddle in the rain
to help it along
sometimes a push is needed
to be subversive
wait on the cosmos
the balance will be restored
eventually
take off and landing
the flight of the honey bees
anticipation
fourty five's white house
modern day cacophony
failing empire
with the sky so blue
bathe in the radiant sun
a leaf slowly drifts
ramen in a bowl
revel in the spicyness
counterpose a beer
friday ev'ning's quest
follow to the bubbles source
pilsner on the porch
hold unto the light
gaze onto the setting sun
a butterfly lands