Author Archives: Roy W. Backes

Looking for Harmony It’s a chaotic world, this is. It is hard to find peace and harmony In the cacophony of this life. I’ve spent years looking For some harmony. Like the voices of Simon and Garfunkel Or Crosby, Stills and Nash, or Even the complicated harmonies Of Manhattan Transfer. Two, three, four voices allContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 114 – Looking for Harmony”

Noah Noah began to build his ark The day he saw the sun flare. The day the light pulsed in the sky. It took years for the heat From that flare to reach Noah And his fellow man. The men and women who laughed At him for building a boat This far from the sea.Continue reading “Words of Art – Day 113 – Noah”

Dropping Dead in the Cereal Aisle My friend walked into the grocery store Excited about the meal She planned for dinner. She loaded her cart With all the ingredients needed. As she meandered down the Cereal aisle searching for Some Great Grains, The clot broke away And hit her hard. With a quiet yelp AndContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 112 – Dropping Dead in the Cereal Aisle”

The Peace of This Piece The peace of this piece Of land is what I hope for On this earth. If every plot of land If every acre of grass If every forest of trees It every block of a city Had the peace of this piece Of land Our world would be a MuchContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 111 – The Peace of This Piece”

The Cedar Sitting on the deck Looking out at the lake With the sun shimmering And the waves gently beating the shore, I sit with a heavy heart. I am watching and listening To the giant cedar tree That predates me by I Don’t know how many years. I am listening to it dying. WhenContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 110 – The Cedar”

You Got the Best Part of Me Loving someone is about Giving the best part of yourself To another. That quiet, vulnerable, deep Place that we all keep hidden And under guard until someone Shows up who has the key. Once open, there is no turning back. There is no test run. You unlocked thatContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 109 – You Got the Best Part of Me”

Movement and Music My God, did he like to dance. Back in the day he could really ‘Cut the rug’. Today, sitting outside at the concert In his black chrome wheelchair Listening to the live music He is too infirm, both physically And mentally to do any ‘cutting’. His wife of over half a centuryContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 108 – Movement and Music”

Let Me Be Your Memory We all need memories. Memories of the good times. Memories of the bad times. Memories of friends. Memories of lovers. I cherish those memories. Both good and bad. We all need memories. At the end of the day When our ‘Life passes before our eyes’ Those are memories passing by.Continue reading “Words of Art – Day 107 – Let Me Be Your Memory”

From Out of the Sky From out of the sky, it came. Silent, like a UFO in flight. It swept down, Wings wide, Gaining speed by the second. From out of the sky it came, Talons open and sharpened Like razor blade steel. It glided down And scooped up the Little tan chipmunk With suchContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 106 – From Out of the Sky”

Fall With Me Come, take my hand. Hold on tight. How does that feel? Safe? Secure? I need you to trust me now, As we look over the abyss Of our future. Come, take my hand. Hold on tight. Look me in the eye. See my smile? Come, fall with me. Fall with me intoContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 105 – Fall With Me”