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Saturday, August 10, 2013
The Olde Truck.....
Photo by Alica
Olde truck abandoned by the edge of the field,
Where wild flowers grow and the garden yields -
On olde veggie vines, still a thing or two,
Wherever have I wandered to?
It's been here a while, all rusted n olde
Damp weather comin' - I feel the cold.
Broken olde truck on the edge of the field,
-where the waters edge does often yield-
deep, cold water on a beach at low tide-
where the deepest water can very well hide
those things that stay hidden, till very low tide.
I cannot ride, so I must walk
cellphone has ringtone - to someone I talk-
I move past wild flowers n beyond by the hedge-
out to the field, peering over the edge -
sitting, legs danglin' o'r the edge and copin'
Oh damm, someone left the olde truck door open.