Property Line

Walking the line
Hash mark hash mark
Searchin' for the next mark
Hash mark hash mark
Standin' quiet as a deer
Young buck full o' self
Kicks through old leaves
Nosin' the ground
Searchin' for acorns
Tom turkey gobbles
Little buck raises his head
We both move on
Searchin' for acorns
Kickin an' nosin' round
Searchin' for the next mark
Hash mark hash mark

Cruel Tunes

Simple cabin in the hills
Dwarfed by red Oak trees
Becomes the subject
Of their scorn
They mock and play
Tunes on her tin roof
Dropping acorns
Constantly.

Final Goodbye

I stood in line
Waiting to condole
Smiles broke out
When folks saw
Her wedding picture
Black and white
Honeymoon happiness
Husband stands
Dutifully at the head
Of her silver bed
Final bed
Final rest
For her weary body
Soon he will join her.

Furious Rains

A furious Spring rain rose up high
Passing slowly over the hills and hollers
Skirts so full that she dumps water
Over a not so thirsty landscape.
Dry branches come to life
Regurgitating rainwater down the hollers
Spitting and sputtering springs
Cry out, "No more, no more".

Junk Food Junkie

Junk food junkie cravin' for a fix
Peanut butter, popcorn, Luck Charms and Trix
Sing a song of sugar, marshmallow filled with air
I want some chocolate, not an apple or a pear.
Coco Puffs and Chocula, Pop Tarts too
Gimme some candy, all filled with goo.
Clark Bar, Baby Ruth, Reeses Peanut Butter Cups
Dove Bars, Fudgecicles, and sherbert pop ups
Sing a song of chocolate, milky, dark and sweet
Hersheys Bars, Raisinettes, always good to eat
Butterfinger, Payday and chewy Tootsie Roll
Thin Mints, Almond Joy, chocolate chips they take a toll
Jaw breakers, Fireballs, Fizzies, Hot Tamales
I gained 5 pounds, by golly!

Late Night Dreams

I dreamed last night of many things
Strange images filled my head
I dreamed I had Angel wings
And that snakes danced round my bed
I dreamed of sitting way up a hill
Watching the world pass down below
Then a change, a rush, a thrill
In my dream it began to snow
I was a panther on the prowl
Pacing so quiet through the night
Another change, I take wing, a hawk, perhaps an owl
Patient, silent, I circle, soar, waiting for first light.

Dark Morning

Dark and muggy morning
Storm pushing its way
Through the dawn
Pushing away yesterday
Dampening down the birdsong
Throws a dark opacity
Over the eastern sky
As Sunrise struggles
To light the day.

Oblivious

The sun hung pregnant heavy
Over the Tennessee mountains
Popsicle orange
In a sky that was so blue
It hurt to look away.

Along the side
Of the busy road
Folks sat on porches
Fanning themselves
Not wantin' to go in
To cold conditioned air
Just yet.

A doe pants slowly
As travelers hurl by
Oblivious,
With windows rolled
Radios blaring
Speakers thumpin'
Oblivious
To the glorious day
The Creator had made
Just for them