In December The Flying Carpet
Moseyed amidst ghost towns
with forgotten names
With longtime friends trading stories
Of abandoned houses
with windows like skull eye sockets
Of Chain link nets catching the past
The sign says:
I heart my church
myvictorylife.com
Rivulets of water
sculpting aeonic stones
Color poem of a late afternoon
with an impossibly blue sky
So out with the old
and in with the new
And blessing and monkeyshines
in 2016
Special thanks to Dana and Linda...
dearest friends