Texoma

I
When you said you were going
there and if I had known you
actually known you, I would have
asked you to drive a ways further
turn down Cemetary Road,
throw a glance to the side
tell Robert his sister’s restless
though I think he knows.

II
Lay still brother dear for when your spirit stirs
mine in restless repose rears it’s head. We two
across the chasm finally are brother and sister
caring for each others woes and lost youth.

On meeting men…

Brush the soil away
Scratch the surface
see what gives
what deeply lay
in spirit and soul.
Yet aft a while the
meeting dost get old.

Idealistic Much?

When a dog get beat down
she get mean…won’t last long.
A lady now, she deal and turn
sweetly tempered smiles up
then in her heart cry alone
her strength a front, her
will incomparable, unknown.