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The Fire Burns
Poems
Sep 2016
Muddy Road
Wet and cold
driving dirt roads
rain pouring down
onto the ground
Water standing in the tracks
and running down every crack
begin to slip and to skid
turn into it in a bid
To regain some traction
it works but only for a fraction
of a second, so I turn the ****
the mud begins to spray in globs
Now in 4 wheel drive I proceed
should be enough to do the deed
of getting me on down the road
so the truck still I goad
Forward into the muck
hopefully and with some luck
we make it to the end
then my frayed nerves may mend
But then the bad news sinks in
we have to turn around and do it again
the cow tracks look like tiny lakes
now out of the truck each step I take
My foot sinks an inch or three
so I step to the side under a tree
try to walk on grass and roots
getting taller as mud sticks to my boots
Almost there I see the door
of the mud I want no more
into the deer stand I climb and sit
a reprieve from the mud for a bit
Three hours later constant rain
back out into the cold mud pain
tripping and sliding back to the truck
for the trip back in the mud and muck
The muds not deep it’s just real slick
depending on the route I pick
halfway back, spin sideways
not into cactus or a tree I praise
Slipping and sliding is great fun
but right now I long for the sun
you see the truck I drive is not my own
father in law’s out on loan
So get it stuck or bang it around
I will never live it down.
back to the gate no incident
onto the road no fender dents
This is day one of the hunt you see
so three days left of this for me
100% forecast of more rain
and those **** dirt tracks don’t drain
#hunting
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The Fire Burns
M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)
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