LIFE ON THE MESA/imaginary gardens with real toads

 

LIFE ON THE MESA

 

The city seems far away

Crowded

Busy

Bustling

Hurry, hurry

Noisy

 

Still the energy runs high

Ideas breed new ideas

Rest is not found for long

Slips into the gutter

Like rain water from the sidewalk

 

Still it is amazing

It all works as well as it does

Best to stay on your side of the street

Freeways congested

Each new day

The sun rises

And sets at the end of the day

Which seems to have only began

 

I keep my distance

In memory I drive the freeways

Spend the day in the studio

With sounds of trucks

Buses and trains

Filling every space

 

I do not long to return

I am happy here

The hermit that I am

On the mesa

The sun rises in silent morning

Traveling through the sky

And setting at the end of each well-worn day

 

July 3, 2018