Defining the crossroads of mankind in a medium of guilt ...

A feather pen with an endless supply of ink
The secret extension for my 'forever on call shrink'
Copious cups of java
A skeleton key to open the mind of Whitman
A workable plan for my poetic missions ...

When Father Sunshine sleepily slips away
I reach to the corner of the earth and pull the-
veil over another day
A punctual Jay sings of the joys of May
In honor of gourmet feast , acorn and berry ,-
Dancing under the boxelder
A ballet with kindred spirits atop pleasant , Hill-
Country hay
The musicians ode to jovial eves , red clay lanes , -
the rest till morrow , the creak of the vanes and warm Spring-
ways ....

Some folks are waiting on the perfect wave
The one their parents talked about
The big fish neath the boat that stirred -
the anglers red hot imagination
A lost Sasquatch in the midnight hour crying -
out supplication
The return of their gods in the nick of -
time , a bag of notes without rhythm or-
rhyme ..
The greenest grass the eye can handle
The calming flame of a 'forever candle ' ..

The young will shade their fallen progeny
The land traveller is halted by the sea
Revolution will eventually fill every street ..

Any evening during the last ten days of October
On a clear night from a porch chair
Face the East , swear upon the lair of the-
long departed and the forgotten
Beg for the ministry of the Delta Ghost
The Twelve Tones , the demonic host
Break the seal on a bottle of scotch
Pour a quarter cup into a white coffee -
cup
Add a half dollar piece , a steak knife , a -
metal fingerpick
Cover the offering with a handkerchief
Turn out the light
Search the heavens with all your might
Let the concoction be , may the sound of -
the thrush , whippoorwill or cicada alert thee ..
Remove the linen covering the ' chalice '
Dip your pick whilst the light remains dim
Play on a whim
Play in the light
Play on any dark and dreary night ...

Country hamlets filled with sweet barbecue smoke ,
wisteria and the perfume of afternoon rain
Steamy lanes , chattering 'grays' ,
Red clover pastures bordering city byways ...