Monday, July 10, 2017

FROM THE HEAVENS ~








Dyed Brunette With A Blonde Streak






used to know her

bought fine clothes from her

always b’day or holiday gifts

shared stories of our children

laughed easily together

liked all the same music

knew her name and she knew ours

then the filthy rich took over our country

she was lost in the maelstrom

became shriveled and old

doesn’t know us now shopping the same day

in the dollar store







It Happens







After he grew

a huge beard

he barely talked








From The Heavens







I love the weather —

it controls the lot

of us







United







There is something

all together rich about

all of us a little poorer

walking around while it

rains in these small towns




—————————————

Bob Arnold
BEAUTIFUL   DAYS
Longhouse






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