but it looks like it’s going to be fashionably late
or be a total no-show; stood up again!
looked up and an empty sky void of clouds coming my way
on a rusty steel bridge across a rapid green river, my mind floated downstream
over rocks and fallen logs and beaver dams
fish swimming and jumping in me
wandering around the woods without a care in the world...wonderful
always on mountain time even when I’m not near the mountains
back to the cabin to grab something to eat
rented a small forest cabin and brought not much more
than an old typewriter and some paper and an old leather jacket
some mother nature inspired verse
be alone writing some poetry with my muse johnny walker red
fell asleep on the bed instead
when I woke it was dark - middle of the wilderness dark
laid in bed in the black not being sure if I was alive or not
a fierce wind was blowing the stars out of the sky
rocky mountain cold front arctic blast
possibly a foot of snow tonight! I love winter!
it was deathly quiet and I willingly succumbed
