photo by Sandra L Hazley
i'm
gonna save a poem
even
in a dry spell
for
goodwell oklahoma
the
flatlanders were paying attention
&
left in a hurry
left
me to dig up the red clay
like
the wind blows
the
miles off your feet
&
you look southwest
like
it's your destiny
---
e b bortz
2 comments:
Earthy!
thanks!
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