Image: Hippie Hollow 50 feet higher than last year as in poem 111.

 

18.04.16 - 108) Recycled Reads went well,

Thom an’ Ben would tell

Of those we met, from newcomer to vet

Made the Forrest Fest Come alive

How it should be with music dance and poetry

Then we read an’ let our words unravel, the story of our latest travel

Others read poems from the past

Experiences to make memories last

Then at the time I’m lookin’ Cos’ I got to get to my motel an’ book in

On the North side of town, an’ the rains still pouring down

 

109) Northward bound, motel found

Still rainin’ no complainin’ roof not leakin’ solace seekin’

Rest up a while then with a smile

Get out of bed, thinkin time to be fed

Evenin’ meal had weren’t bad

Coffee an’ a sit down rains still pouring down

Before day ends meet up with friends

Then back to the motel listen to the rain

An the thunders rollin, seems like the angels are 10 pin bowlin’

Listen and drift away, wakin up later to the dawn of a new day

 

110) To the AWR it’s still rainin’

Still the animals won’t be complainin’

As long as they get fed, fresh towels an’ paper for a clean bed

Madeline says “The possums you know what to do”

I’m thinkin “Yeah an watch the little guy in cage 22”

It goes grand, I lend a hand

When it’s done I’m away to enjoy the rest of the day

More moments in time to capture in rhyme

 

111) The road I follow to Hippie Hollow

The lake’s still clear, higher than last year

No mistakin’ photos ’I’m takin’ an’ the rains abatin’

Photos taken for back home to remember this part of my roam

Then there’s lightenin’ flashin’ an’ thunder crashin’

Once more the rain starts to pour

But I’m done for the day so I’m away

Drivin away the engine singin’

An’ I’m wonderin’ what tomorrow’ll be bringin’

 

112) Warning light on the dashboard says service needed

Warning heeded

Back to the car rental place to change

It for another car in the range

Now back on the road, compose another ode

Tour still on track, now time to hit the sack

 

19.04.16 - 113) Rain destroyin’ habitat an’ lair

Animals brought to where folks care

Lovingly tended, help rendered

Keep ‘em whole, body an’ soul

Guy brought in a grey fox what he said next was grand

“When he recovers they can release it on his land

 

114) Saw the baby grey fox this mornin’

In Hayley’s hands, quiet shy an’ yawnin’

One thing you couldn’t refute, the li’l crittur was kinda cute

Really nice to see

But nicer to see it being taken away to be set free

 

115)  Got my second car and would soon know

No Country an’ Western music found on the radio

Preset buttons I’m pressin’ with it I’m messin’

Finally it’s on an’ I smile

Not what I wanted but it’ll do for a while