It was a Good Weekend for a Poetic 'Jump-start'
Wow! What a difference a weekend makes. Was struggling to find something new to say after kind of falling into a mode of repeating myself. Turns out I just needed to get out more to find more material.
Jeanine and I went to Fourth of July celebration at Flat Run Veterans Park where I managed to get some new material for poems. Some of that will disappear into my "never to see the light of day" box and the remainder will (if it hasn't already) pop up here. The same is also true of our excursion to the Harrison County Fair (last night and probably this coming Friday night as well). Some material will make it onto the blog, other material will just disappear.
It's good to feel renewed.
Sunday, July 6, 2014
The Hippie and the Cop
Scraggly beard, tattooed and scruffy looking
he was one vet with a long memory:
"Jane Fonda Traitor Bitch"
said a patch on his motorcycle vest.
The cop with crew cut
and an immaculate uniform;
he probably grew up a member of the school safety patrol
at his elementary school.
He embodied 'policing by the book.'
So it seemed odd indeed
when the cop mounted the hippies' motorcycle
and the hippie took the cop's picture.
Scraggly beard, tattooed and scruffy looking
he was one vet with a long memory:
"Jane Fonda Traitor Bitch"
said a patch on his motorcycle vest.
The cop with crew cut
and an immaculate uniform;
he probably grew up a member of the school safety patrol
at his elementary school.
He embodied 'policing by the book.'
So it seemed odd indeed
when the cop mounted the hippies' motorcycle
and the hippie took the cop's picture.
A Veteran on the Fourth of July
Maybe 30 or 35,
he walked with a
four pronged cane.
But was much younger than his WWII colleagues
without their white hair,
and no ride in the 4th of July parade.
He wore a blue fedora,
that made him look a bit like a color blind leprechaun,
and sun glasses
even after the sun went down.
But he was down with Jo Jo Gunn
and at attention when the flag was raised
and "Taps" were played.
His story is untold, like that of many other vets,
but his is an American story:
he stood up for his country
when the chips were down.
Maybe 30 or 35,
he walked with a
four pronged cane.
But was much younger than his WWII colleagues
without their white hair,
and no ride in the 4th of July parade.
He wore a blue fedora,
that made him look a bit like a color blind leprechaun,
and sun glasses
even after the sun went down.
But he was down with Jo Jo Gunn
and at attention when the flag was raised
and "Taps" were played.
His story is untold, like that of many other vets,
but his is an American story:
he stood up for his country
when the chips were down.
Saturday, July 5, 2014
Team Roping
swinging and flinging their ropes
captured the steer
by horns and feet
in 7:08-- clean
Sweet!
Friday, July 4, 2014
Barn Lot
Now reduced
to a pile of wood and tin
the land on which the barn stood
has a new future
as a road
a building site
for another barn
or perhaps
a house.
Then again
grasses may be allowed to grow
and the place
become a crossing space for deer
opossums and the sort.
Or maybe a field mouse
may make for itself
a house and home
all its own.
Now reduced
to a pile of wood and tin
the land on which the barn stood
has a new future
as a road
a building site
for another barn
or perhaps
a house.
Then again
grasses may be allowed to grow
and the place
become a crossing space for deer
opossums and the sort.
Or maybe a field mouse
may make for itself
a house and home
all its own.
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