LOOKING WEST FROM CHUKCHANSI

 

 

Night stalks the day,
tracks the last light
over the edge
of our horizons
a slice in time away

from calvy cows
that graze the gloaming
before bedtime,
rest upon the hard
clay ground of home.

Among the gray hairs,
walkers and wheelchairs,
our game of chance:
the heartbeat’s thrill
with wild circumstance.

 

4 responses to “LOOKING WEST FROM CHUKCHANSI

  1. John, I love contrast of the indoors and the outdoors and the lovely colors.

    janet

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