Oh Sleeper, Wake

From Denton to Decatur

I comb the county roads

In my two door Monte Carlo

With dirt on the windows

 .

The glow of the odometer

The miles count in time

The headlights reflecting on

The road signs racing by

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And Texas, thanks for all the times

Oh Texas, and your summer nights.

Oh Texas, I am satisfied

You led me to the love of mine

 .

Sunrise sunset

This is where I belong

Fall in love again

In Texas in Texas  

Got a little behind there on NaPoWriMo. I’ve been busy… but really is that an excuse? Poetry is obviously a priority haha. I’ll catch up.

i carry a note in my pocket

from whom to none

scratching pen of ambitions

as they roll down my arm

 .

like the coin in a funnel

to be lost by my fingertips

that i can press into paper

and feel on my lips

Echoic

Patter voice

Twirls ribbon text

Around a noticing little finger

Enticing quintessencial chills

Follicles on end

Like soldiers

Stoic

I went out into the cold

The sun grazed my back

.

And under the leaves

a fox ran into his den

.

a place to rest his head

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Sing like flying

Something like the swaying of trees

With your mouth half open

Eyes shut

.

Sky the reckless

Tip toe up

To giants

And stand tall

.

Wander til lost

Finding oceans in morning

We can play the part of 

togetherness

It’s April first. I usually remember NaPoWriMo (That is, National Poetry Writing Month) halfway through the month and by then I just deem it too late to jump on. But I’m on time, and today seems like a good day to start. I don’t really know what to expect quality-wise, so I’ll just take the bad ones with the good and go for it.