"chaquita" poems
**** the sun
**** the clover
**** the grass
**** the blue skies
**** the fluffy clouds
**** the trees
**** my shadow
**** this pen
**** the prairie grasses
**** the oxygen
**** the fungus eating that tree
**** the singing birds
**** the humid air
**** the peaceful afternoon
**** that ever present drone
**** the space between two objects
**** the white butterfly flying randomly
**** the birds mating
**** my finger prints
**** my fingernails
**** consciousness behind my eyelids
**** the wine in my eyes
**** bees
**** ants
**** flowers
**** the humid afternoon breeze
**** the sign that says private property keep out
**** the mating calls
**** the chirping birds
**** good health
**** bad breath
**** instant gratification
**** ****
**** black/white spotted cats
**** the tree shadows
**** the swaying grasses
**** the yellow garden hose
**** the chaquita banana box
**** getting lucky
**** guys walking their bulldogs
**** the thin grasses
**** the sun on my back and neck
**** the indoors
**** the outdoors
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 9:05 PM UTC
you don’t try too hard
so any way you want it
i like it like that
reelin’ and rockin’
wild weekend bits and pieces
catch us if you can
you got what it takes
i’m feelin’ glad all over
over and over
please don’t let me down
whoa, can’t you see that she’s mine?
everybody knows
well, do you love me?
because, because i love you
come home, chaquita
Feb 14, 2020
Feb 14, 2020 at 3:26 PM UTC