all that I am &
x y z our w
equal a blue c
first mate a sextant
coarse captain a cattle log
little flags pearl’d pins
stuck through her green sleeves
natural evolution
dear spot the old bones
Poetry
all that I am &
x y z our w
equal a blue c
first mate a sextant
coarse captain a cattle log
little flags pearl’d pins
stuck through her green sleeves
natural evolution
dear spot the old bones
pintos two stewpots
a man more in the distance
what time a hand out
a jerky pack horse
three boxes as balance o’er
another as large
the lone horizon
although therein thataway
it’s too a dead end
when the feng and shui
organize the open range
chickens lay their eggs
close to saddlebags
and a green piccalilli
gives a salad tang
if to use sea salt
lake salt bay salt or the rock
don’t overlook that
hub central records
toolbox #311
unusual blue
small matter as is
a name as a file a plane
in a wild yonder
‘tho the grandfathers
who know a spirit level
an awl shall describe