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Dennis Faulk Jan 2018
Why she loves me?
Why she cares for me?
With my shortcomings
With my faults

The Evening Sky dressed in golden hues.
Rolling across a pressed red horizon
A dance of beauty behold
Gave promise  To tomorrow

Why does she love thee ?
She is my Evening Sky!
Giving me promise for tomorrow
With all my sins

Why does she care for me?
My Evening Sky glows in her eyes!
As I dance with her beauty
She gives me tomorrow promises

She is my Evening Sky
Dressed in golden hues
I dance with beauty
For tomorrow promises

Dennis Faulk
Started 9 19 15
Finished 2017
For my wife.
Dennis Faulk Jan 2018
Something special bout this bridge
As the day's Sun rest west
Something special crossing that bridge
As the day's sky glowed red
Church steeples guiding the way
Chasing my fears away
Chasing sunsets across that bridge
That old Susquehanna River
Crossing her west at sunset
Church steeples chasing my fears away.
To bring me home.

Dennis Faulk
11 13 16
Lewisburg, pa bridge
Dennis Faulk Jan 2018
In Dutch time
His time so taken
With dress and pleasure
Courting his society
In a Dutch courtyard

Pieter has no time
In Dutch time
Only his bottle
Only his friend
In his Dutch courtyard

Only last so long sixteen
Delight be taken
When his pipe flows
To a filled glass
Only in a Dutch courtyard

His clothes so defined
In his ruff
With capotain brimming
Only his bottle, Only his friend
Only time in a Dutch Courtyard

Dennis Faulk
6 18 16
Based on Pieter Dr Houch. Dutch painter, Dutch Courtyard, 16th cen
tury
Dennis Faulk Jan 2018
I'll just lay here
Be of no concern there
But a nice rub right here
While I stretch out anywhere
You can call my name
Easier just to feed me

So I'll just hang here
Be of no concern near
But a nice rub will do
While I stretch my paws
You can say my name
Easier just to shake the food box

So I'll just chill here
Be of little notice now
But a nice rub my friend
While I stretch on your lap
Don't mind my purr
You can call my name
Just easier to feed me
Luna, my daughters cat
12/17
Dennis Faulk Jan 2018
Ran down a road
To find a friend
Lost in a summer sun
On a red hot neck
Couldn't find the boots
As rooster called the day
Cotton fields working sweat
As I barefoot into noon
Searching for a friend
Lost in a summer sun
Daylite is closing
And the dogs are barking
Into the cover of darkness
Lost in a southern moon
So I run down this dirt road
Just to find a friend

(Slaves running north)
Slaves running north
12 22 17 DJF
Dennis Faulk Jan 2018
Well, tell me Jean
What will I Dream
What will you tell me
I won't be afraid
I took that train to Boston
I took the car to Florida

Well , show me Jean
What I won't dream
Will you show me
I have seen parts before
I have not seen it complete
Never got around the corner
Never found that classroom

Jean? Will you tell me
            Will you show me
Jean my dreams unfinished
Around the corner
Into a classroom

As my night fades
Will you Jean
Show me dreams
Dreams unfulfilled
Jean holds our dreams. My moms name
Dennis Faulk Jan 2018
Into a day break
As it takes my breath
From a rising Sun
Knowing it is the center
Knowing it is the source

Into a day awaken
As I take my breakfast
From a knowing sun
Warming my December chill
Warming my heart thrill

Now the day is full
Now the day is blue
From a full sun
Reading a book fireside
Reading my paper sleeping

Into a day break
Into a day awake
The day is freedom
From where I sit
From this sunlite life
My day is just a senior.
Written 12 12 17
Dennis Faulk
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