not as desolate at mid-morning,
not as bleak as on TV, the miles
of slanted rock slake-off
beauty like some documentary
on bobcats.
they roam too, through the creek beds
angling north to south,
some magnet pulling them toward
creation.
slicked streets tumble the miles away
while towns seen in the distance
night-flicker with coziness.
few walk down those gullies,
the cattle spread out for miles,
and most face the wind, searching
bovine brains for quiet musings.
it’ll get cold tonight, the norther
moving down from Canada,
visitors snapping on headlights,
the warm yellow beams ticking off
their hopes for motels.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
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