On a gorgeous moonlit night I rode my bike away from every one down to the ocean's edge on a protected island. It was more than a mile along the beach to where the inlet fed in and I rode with a big smile on my face the whole...
(A Poem For July 30th) God Wrote a Country Song Called ...
I woke up with a notionTo head down to mother oceanSo it could suck out all the poisonsAnd wash away my sinsBut I was just so dang tiredOverwrought from being wired It was hard to be inspiredWith no fuel left to be firedI le...