and listen
to the carolers singing
be blessed

fireside talking
to fire
so I listen

love joy and peace
of mind
contact lenses

flame’s sign
healing with spirit
filled the room
blue light

brought here to experience
healthy

like weeds
we grew together
magic garden
food
here’s a peak
good amounts of sunshine
everything
needs to know

this is our home
next to the highway
driven past daily
look no further
outside your window
take the driveway then
off with the shoes
and walk

you me and flowers
attractive bee’s

born Amish
imagine that
hand picked
by the big guy
carry the mission
buggy and horse

born polish
let’s make some sausage
buy some intestines
filled with ground stuff
so tasty
imagine that

born Irish
the wall crucifixion
saints in every room
chasing the savior
reality in glasses
so simple so pure

West Virginia
NPR
4 hours of
cherished classical music
every morning
bending
until the afternoon

who
would have thought

a one and miss Terry
and of course
all things considered
ending in a mountain
song

at the bue lake
winter ice and snow
hearing summer
an oboe concerto
on the grass
on a blanket
tasting
the pine trees breathe

one at a time
let’s go disappear
eat some cheese
melted
defining ignorance
then it fizzled
a body sculptured
in silence
called another craze

today
will set myself on fire
bury my ashes

picture this
hitchhiking
the road open
life without seatbelts
the thrill of the destination