RURAL STILL LIFE

Another favorite image.

itinerantneerdowell

old barn junk

The years rolled their brutal course down the hill of time.   Still poor, my clothes still smelling of the horse barn, still writing those doubtful poems where too much emotion clashed with too many words.  –Paul Engle–

Like, bleached
Desert bones
Weathered
Barn boards
Framework
Stood, hardened
And, defiant
Sheltered
Basket stacks
Oak barrels
More, than
A few birds
Critters, of
Considerable
Variety

 

 

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Author: warturoadam77p

65 year old married retired communications worker with three grown children, transplanted from the Midwest to the sunny Gulf Coast.

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