Shoals Deliverance

 Muscle Big Shoals of the Suwannee River

It was right out of Deliverance

With the roar of the shoals

I stood right above the shirtless

Shot him three times 

Left him for alive 

He never knew I spared his soul....

Dew and Moo

 Teach me to temper the glory

I place upon the morning rays

For every fence that drips of diamonds

For every cow I bow and praise

The halo of light confusing me

Until your shadow falls

And then I see

Dew and moo's mocking me.

As grass

 As grass

Grass is a glorious thing

an endless expanse swaying

in the gentle summer wind 

but for a season then comes

the sickle of the harvest

to ovens the grass to bread

the man but for a moment fed.

Babel

 Babel

We haven’t changed much

We yet have confusion of tongue

We aspire to the heavens 

We construct our towers

We seek to bypass the only way



Hopewell

 Hopewell

It's about as far as one can go Northward on a public road in Columbia County, Florida. It is there one finds at the end of the long dirt road off Highway 6, the Hopewell Baptist Church and cemetery. A worthwhile journey, especially at dusk, for it is then, in the gloam as it's also called, that the Shining Congregation is in a more congenial mood to greet you. After dark, you are on your own with the denizens of the nocturne.

Faith

 Imagine Faith

Fame

 Crashing in

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We gathered by

The crescent moon 

Knew the plane

Would be coming

Soon

For it surely came

Nearer the month

Of June

The same as

Always

When the moon

Was just behind

The Palm

Crashing in.

It came.

Bought me

Fame.

Explain that.

Mom struck

 Mom struck

In the quiet ride home

The full moon shown

But something seemed amiss

Of things she so missed

The walking on her own

The legs once so unbent strong

We turned in and she sighed

I opened her door and inwardly

Cried.

The corn field

 Passing the grand corn fields it occurred to me the awesome way the entire crop grows in unison. Imagine having to coax each stalk, some deciding not to grow, others growing way beyond the others like people.

In the night mares

 In the night mares

We sit and stare

At your gentle sleeping

Your dreams

Not sharing

Asylum dinner

 Asylum Dinner

Feed me gently with some gravy

Salt the pork liberally

Taste is a relative passion

These pangs numbed from knives

Dulled to my own hand stabbing.

Come away

 Come away

Come away, O human child!

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, rainbow in hand ,

For the rivers more full of mystery

            Than you can understand