Mountain River

Mountain River

 

Horse

free and proud,

from the land of the southwest,

soon to be broke,

to work cattle,

a new beginning.

 

Bridge

a bridge to burn,

or cross,

stand on,

watch the water travel past,

why was it built here,

why now,

a life successful,

one bridge after another crossed.

Questions

a death mask,

hidden in paint,

was the life a joyful one ?

or was it painful ?

would the mask let us know ?

questions, questions,

seems that is what life is,

questions.

 

Abstract

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Autumn

Autumn slowly floats into view,

with changing colors of the tree leaves,

and birds making their annual trek across the plains,

the heart warms to early cups of coffee,

and the cats on the porch begging to be fed,

school kids on the sidewalk,

excited for the new year,

Pumpkins and ghouls,

soon to be on their way.

 

Faces

 

only globs of paint,

yet look closer,

see the eyes,

the faces,

are they animals, demons,

or just accidents,

and illusions of an active mind,

the answer unknown.