Chase

Chase Chase beauty and it will find you Give out love and you will find it Watch the palm trees sway in the autumn winds The change of seasons is coming , as it always does,  And everything is new again – Stop trying to measure the meter Stop trying to match the rhyme  Stop…

The Races

The Races I sit on the back porch Night Cool breeze stirring in its freedom The crickets chirping all around me An occasional change in their rhythm Rarely a change in their rhyme The waxing moon rests above Saturn in her gracious clutches Peace, tranquility, good This is the realm beyond time – Off in…