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Empty Bed Blues I woke up this morning with the blues. I woke up with the; ‘Too much room in this King-sized bed’ blues. The sheets all bunched in a ball, My snores still reverberating in the air, The kink in my neck, still there. I woke up this morning with the blues. I wokeContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 104 – Empty Bed Blues”

The Forgotten Path I’ve been walking this trail For as long as I can remember. Crawling over trees, Constantly watching my step as roots Cross the trail with the intent Of tripping me up. Today, as I walked this trail. Traversing my way around, Yet another fallen tree I discovered a path Hidden by theContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 103 – The Forgotten Path”

Home Again. Home Again. Home again, home again, Jiggety Jig. For five weeks I sat on the Edge of the lake Listening to The wind The waves The chirp of birds And the constant squawk of seagulls. Now I’m back home. Back in the city, Sitting on my deck Listening to The sirens The distantContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 102 – Home Again. Home Again.”

Lake of Diamonds With the morning sun at a certain angle And the water gently waving, The reflection on the lake Is like looking at a Lake of diamonds. They sparkle. They shine Like the diamonds on my wife’s hand. These diamonds of the lake Work day in and day out To cut, to grind,Continue reading “Words of Art – Day 101 – Lake of Diamonds”

Coasting to a Stop After finally cresting the hilltop I pause briefly To enjoy the beautiful view. As I begin my descent Into the deep green forested valley My brakes go soft. I pump. I pump. Nothing. Nothing to slow me down. I take a deep breath to focus, Grab the wheel at ten andContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 100 – Coasting to a Stop”

In Need of a Guitar Somebody get me a guitar. I’ve got the blues And need to play. Roy W. Backes © 2014

Deaf Ears Once again, the guardian angel Kneels next to the bed of her charge, Praying to her deaf God While the girl’s father rapes his child. The child’s whimpering and pleading Mixes with the grunts and groans Of the adult. The guardian angel holds the child’s hand And wonders why she was sent ToContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 98 – Deaf Ears – (Guardian Angel Series)”

On the Straight and Narrow Heading down the highway On the straight and narrow, My eyes glued to the road, My hands at ten and two On the wheel, My foot pressed hard to the floor. The engine whines as I Push it just a little bit harder. The wind whips by the windows MakingContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 97 – On the Straight and Narrow”

His Shadow A bright cloudless day, Perspiration shimmering on his face, A fat man Grudgingly drags his overweight shadow Through the sun, In search of some shade To reduce his heavy burden. Roy W. Backes © 1984

Sixty Plus At sixty plus Friends are not easy to come by. In recent times Many I considered friends Have fallen from grace. At sixty plus A few friends are all I can expect. And you know what? That is alright with me. Roy W. Backes © 2011