Smoky Hoss Poems

He's in the wind
And breeze, dancing with the trees -
He's in the air
Moving everywhere -
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Like a distant radio station
out there, somewhere,
is a song calling
in the glimmer of light falling,
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- If there was a way - something I could maybe say -
If I could only see him here, once again;
Hear his grand laugh - see his comforting grin -
God, I know I should've been there more -
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</>I see an elderly man in need.
I stop - I help.
He thanks me, again and again.
But, that's not the point.....
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In a beautiful,
Divinely desolate,
Limpidly lonely,
Canyon - where the Spirit meets the man -
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Which is the greater
Of natures sheerest beauty?
The birds gaily singing
Or the moment just beyond?
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I went to Little Bighorn
On a hot summer day,1987,
I wondered if the Seventh Cavalry
Was in hell or heaven -
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There's billions of us
out here.
The fair, the usual, the mundane masses, and
the worst descriptor of all:
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Wrist-watch on your arm
Time on your hands
Watching the clock tick
Trying to understand -
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Sitting on the toilet
singing a song,
sitting on the toilet
reading a book that's long,
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