There’s Something Sexy About The Rainbows

🎼There’s something sexy

about the rain 🎶

Unless

You’re in Texas

In October

2018

Where it has been raining

And raining

And raining

And you’re a building contractor

Driving from jobsite to jobsite

Watching

Practically

Nothing

Get

Done…

Then Kenny Chesney comes on the radio

Singing about rain

And young love

In a field of sugar cane

And your mind drifts back

To when you were

In South Florida

In a field of sugar cane

Or down a dirt road

In an orange grove

And it was raining

And you were young and in love

And as you drift down memory lane

You have to agree

Sometimes

🎼There’s something sexy

about the rain🎶

E.A.Fussell

10/31/2018

Apple Picking

An apple orchard

On a chilly October day

Watching family members

Romp and play

Climbing the mountain

To get a better view

Of the fall leaf colors and

Sparkling rocks strewn

Across the mountain top

Now down to the valley we go

Picking bags in hand

To the apple trees below

Heavy laden

With red delights

We reach

As high as we might

Grab a dark red apple,

Push up and

Twist gently

Wha La!

Fresh deliciousness in hand

Apple picking in New Hampshire

E.A.Fussell

10/18/2018

Rollin’ A Smoke

My grandpa rolled his cigarettes. I can still smell the sweetness of the tobacco when he opened the Prince Albert can and gently sprinkled the dark pieces onto the paper. As a child it was mesmerizing to watch the process as his rough hands manipulated the delicate paper.

09/17/2018

Focused Thoughts

Man’s thoughts

Are like a thousand butterflies

Sometimes they are scattered

Distracted

Flitting here and there

Visiting a pretty flower

Then an interesting idea

Over to a fun activity

Back to a pretty flower

Having no real direction

But when his thoughts are

Focused on one thing

One idea

One goal

One purpose

His thoughts can lift him higher

Than he ever imagined

E.A. Fussell

09/09/2018

Come Play With Me

Come play with me

For a little while

Let’s see what we can see

Throw caution to the wind

Forget that we’re just friends

We’ll transform ourselves

From caterpillars trudging along

To butterflies in a beautiful song

Come play with me

We’ll laugh, and dance

Do something crazy

Take a chance

Maybe we’ll scale a mountain peak

Go swimming in oceans deep

Maybe we’ll explore castles and caverns

Or spend the night shooting billiards

In a local tavern

Come play with me

No expectations

No what-happens-next questions

Just two people enjoying the moment

Living life on a whim

Don’t think about it

Just jump in

Come play with me

E.A. Fussell

08/30/2018