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