North from the I-40 Bridge


 

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North from the I-40 Bridge

 

Looking north

Feeling the air against my face

Wintry whispers wishing for snow

Which we won’t see…

Just smell it in the wind.

 

Cottonwoods, reaching their bare arms into the sky

Dark against the sharp blue

Here and there

The signs of the big bosque fire from a few summers ago

Darkened trees, never to grow again

Stand sentinel in eerie reminder.

 

Looking further

To the mountains

Dark blue standing in sharp profile to the clear azure sky.

Brightly colored balloons fill the sky

Declaring their freedom from earthly bounds

With a rush of burners.

 

With a sigh

I return to my car

To civilization.

Drive


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Drive

In the car

Hit the road

Music loud

Windows down

 

Can I go

Far or fast enough

To blow away

The memories

Of what we were

Or what we could have been?

 

Can I go

Far or fast enough

For the miles, the movement

The music

To blow away

The storm I got lost in?

 

Can I go

Far or fast enough

To find the road back

To where

I belong or

To where I long to be?

 

Can I go

Far or fast enough

To find my way home?

Fancy Dancers


fancy dancer

Fancy Dancers
Colored feathers
Bells on their ankles
Drum beats throbbing
Louder and faster
As the men
Begin the dance
Swirling and whirling
Faster to the beat
Of the drums
Undulating singing
Like a heartbeat
Colors spinning
Seemingly out of control
Yet fully contained
Beautiful spiraling
As the drumbeats quicken
Powerful steps
Graceful moves
Fully in time
To the rapidly changing tempo
The circle completing
As the drummers
Create a final crescendo
And the dancers
Stop in time

Troubadour


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Troubadour

As the music plays, he commands the floor

Quietly and confidently playing his guitar

In the spotlight alone, stands the troubadour

 

Crowds around him from near and far

Poignantly beautiful, his lone voice soars

Quietly and confidently playing his guitar

 

Like angels in heaven and up to the stars

Telling his story, pouring out his heart

Poignantly beautiful, his lone voice soars

 

In creating immortality, he plays his part

Feeling the rhythm, the enthusiastic dance

Telling his story, pouring out his heart

 

Whilst across the strings his fingers prance

The smile on his face revealing pleasure

Feeling the rhythm, the enthusiastic dance

 

The smoldering look the ladies treasure

As the music plays, he commands the floor

The smile on his face revealing pleasure

 

In the spotlight alone, stands the troubadour

Suddenly


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Suddenly

You were there

In that spot I had

Always imagined you would be

Suddenly

I felt complete

In that way I had

Longed for and dreamed about

Suddenly

We were one

In that closeness I had

Held special in my heart

Suddenly

You were gone

In a heartbeat I had

Forgotten how to breath

Suddenly

I was lost

In a fog I had

No longer  a way out

Suddenly

The sun came out

In a brightness I had

Thought was gone forever

Suddenly

I came alive

With a freedom I had

Exchanged for you

Sunshine and Shadows


Sunshine and Shadows

Sunshine

 

Sunshine and shadows

Blue jeans and old guitars

Following the road wherever  it goes

Sleeping ‘neath the stars

Warding off fear and loneliness

With loud music and fun

Sometimes life can be such a mess

But keep following the sun

Losing myself on the path I tread

Dancing to an invisible song

Singing along in my head

Knowing it won’t be long

Before the morning sun will shine

Brightening up the day

Everything will be just fine

As long as I find my way.

Shawn Graybeal

 

Nightfall


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Nightfall

Lights dim

The first glimmer of the eventide begins

Softly slowly the blue fades

Easy now

Slipping sliding down

Colors changing behind closed lids

Golds to oranges to reds

White-hot heat seeking out clouds to inflame

Colors burning into one another

In a ferocious race to outdo each other

Passionate streaks across the deepening sky

Blazing inferno of orgasmic hues

Cooling to rich purples and blue

Clouds dissipating in steamy drifts

Twinkling stars bidding goodnight

To another day

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