Outrun the Night It is a cliché’, I know. But I have the pedal To the metal, pushing My car to its limit. Hoping the troopers are all Eating donuts with a hot cup of coffee, I speed down the highway. My eyes shift from the road Ahead to the rear-view mirror Where I seeContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 64 – Outrun the Night”
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Words of Art – Day 63 – Time to Sleep (A Bedtime Prayer)
Time to Sleep (A Bedtime prayer) Thank you Mommy for a wonderful day. Thank you Daddy for our time at play. Thank you Brother for teaching me things. Thank you Sister for the angel’s wings. Thank you Grandma for the card so nice. Thank you Grandpa for some swell advice. Thank you Teacher for newContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 63 – Time to Sleep (A Bedtime Prayer)”
Words of Art – Day 62 – Lost Days
Lost Days I gave up another sunny day Today and sat in a dark theater Watching fake sunlight being put Onto a painted sky. I can’t begin to count the Number of days in my life That I have spent in the dark, While the sun shined bright outside. I often ask myself if thoseContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 62 – Lost Days”
Words of Art – Day 61 – Searching for the Meadow
Searching for the Meadow As I stumble along This path called life I reach out for hand holds And tree trunks to lean upon. I keep my eyes to the ground So I can stay on my feet So I can see the roots and Divots that threaten my balance. I keep my head bobbingContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 61 – Searching for the Meadow”
Words of Art – Day 60 – Old Woman at Red Light
Old Woman at Red Light Ancient old woman Hair thin and gray On her wrinkled head, Sits confined to her wheelchair At a red light. The old woman wears a black sweater She apparently knitted years ago With her gnarled fingers and has a Lap blanket across her knees. Her care-giver, bored and uninterested, IsContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 60 – Old Woman at Red Light”
Words of Art – Day 59 – Marsh Wheeling Darks
Marsh Wheeling Darks Marsh Wheeling Darks, That is what my dad smoked. They are what got him the nickname, “Smokey”. One of my earliest memories is Of my father trusting me enough To go to the corner store To pick him up a pack of cigars. I remember climbing down the Poured concrete stairway atContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 59 – Marsh Wheeling Darks”
Words of Art – Day 58 – Brown Bottle Blues
Brown Bottle Blues Brown bottles litter her world. They are everywhere, Surrounding her with the Brown Bottle Blues. Many, still full and sealed For the future, wait patiently In her over-crowded liquor cabinet. Most, laying empty on their sides Like so many dead soldiers, Wait patiently to be sent to the recycle bin. A FewContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 58 – Brown Bottle Blues”
Words of Art – Day 57 – FLT 800
FLT 800 I’m standing on the beach of Long Island Sound on this The 17th day of July. Last night 230 people Fell out of the sky Not very far from here, Out there, beyond the horizon line. I’m a little distressed That as a fellow human being I was unable to feel their EntranceContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 57 – FLT 800”
Words of Art – Day 56 – I Love How the Sun Says Goodbye
I Love How the Sun Says Goodbye I love how the sun Says goodbye By painting the sky. Roy W. Backes © 2016
Words of Art – Day – 55 – Ray Bans
Ray Bans Putting on my Ray Bans For comfort, I think I’ll wait awhile For that sunset drive. I think I will just sit here In the sun a little while longer Rubbing #50 lotion onto my Soft, white, wrinkly skin. Roy W. Backes © 2017
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