Languishing poles. Highway of wobbly crucifixes, running the length of asphalt where the unmerciful sun crashes earth. Sharp black silhouettes dive-bomb steeple ears of corn at the place the Lord floats to heaven. Crows die on the land, sometimes falling from the sky. Water slapping the wrong side of the ocean. A vertical worry crease in her forehead–
a flesh canyon to hold wetness for droughts sure to come. Dried deadness. Fields twisted from parched riverbed to riverbed. He guzzles precipitation from a flat silver flask, tarnished on the rim, where it once was forgotten in a steamy summer rain.
Farm got in the way of her writing. Words got in the way of his drinking. Clogging the soil and his arteries.
Crows fall from the sky, like May flies in August.
artwork created way, way, way back in college, ink print from a zinc plate etching
anntogether 
Beautiful work AnnMarie I am feeling sick had a bit too much to eat trying to lie down and relax. It happens when you are tired and recovery you don’t always use that common sense to take care of yourself. I miss writing but my mind needs resting and healing. They have done a lot of work on my meds. My goals need to be smaller and more important like self care for the moment. I shaved today. I am glad I am doing some self care stuff. Next week will be stressful I have a lot of appts. I see my pdoc and that will be stressful talking about the hospitalization and meds. I feel like the illness and meds have taken my writing my passion away from me for the mean time. That is stressful but 9 days out of the hospital you really got to put your mental health first and I got to rest and find other ways to cope. On a positive note when I look at the big picture I made the right choice to go to the hospital this last time I was very depressed and it was a poor quality of life. Now I am feeling much better but just tired from the adjustments and new meds. I see the path to recovery in front of me. I just got to learn to have patience. ttys
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thanks Dan
sorry you weren’t well –
rest up – do what’s necessary
glad through it all at the end of this writing – you’re feeling better
keep the faith
am:)
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Congrats, AM – excellent poem!
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many thanks, my friend🤗
am:)
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Congratulations.
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thank you, Georgiann 😊
am:)
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