Well I got started a little late. But I know that if I put my followers of my blog on it… We will take this thing by storm!! Well… I think… haha 😉 I just put this together for fun as a way to document some of my work over the past couple of months. Needless to say – I am proud of it. Thanks for being there with me – and here is to many more poems songs and moments! Cheers!
Oh Florida
Amongst the Smokies
And the fog covered skies
We find rest
Time away from life
No sirens rolling by
The night sky
As dark as I have ever seen
The changing landscape
If the mountain scene
We feel called to rest and write
Under the peaceful
Carolina sky
Where the pace is set
By the coast of an evening sky
There is no sweeter rest then in these hills
Summers retreat
And falls chills
Set in in evening collapse
Dinner is made near the Cumberland gap
For now the air is intoxicating and luring
In the mountains embrace
We have felt
Such a touch so soothing
The highway calls again
With it’s sun blurred lines
Cigarette butts
Animal carcasses strewn
The highway calls again
The open road pulls me back
With blackened road signs
Tar filled cracks
Semi hustle
The highway calls me back
To wide open fields
Kentucky hills
And Tennessee curves
The road calls
Gas station bathrooms
Stale AC air
And windshield fluid
State lines
And cargo lines
The car sets out
The highways calls back
Answer with a shift to drive
Praying to stay alive
On the open road
Here we go
I had just been thinking about him
Wondering if he was alright
So I was glad when I saw Jack today
Looked good, walking
In to get his coffee
He said he was not feeling alright
Woke up late with blood in his urine
Scared him half to death
Said he had to go see the doc
Might not make it past 13 from 100
He remarked with a grin
Doctor said he would be fine
But he could read the docs notes
Said it might be cancer
Can’t beat it anymore
He lost his wife about a dozen years ago
Enjoys eating out and drinking joes
So I patted him on the back
And said it was great seeing you
Held the door as he thanked me
Then walked on through
Let’s take a look at the headlines
The twitter feeds
Handles and Hashtags
Feeling a bit out of line
What is coming through the feed line
The umbilical chord of information
Keeping me alive
As my eyes read over every line
Some clowns grab the main light
Stage set for them just right
No need to worry for talent or something new
Just get naked and run around for a few
Headlines running from each side of the States
Somehow I can no longer see straight
To the headlines falling off the page
From computers and newpapers
Wasted on the futile
Infertile information trying to impregnate my mind
With nothing more than wasted time
And energy
Just trying to read head news line
