Return

the old metal door
and last year’s oak leaf
returning to the elements

We Don’t Let The Weather Slow Us Down

generations
of tractor seats
adorn the family barn

Sweet Farm Life

winter rose
rusted red roofs
early rural valentine

Of Rust and Roses

the old boxcar
and winter rose in spring
companions in endings

Deep Rest

fatigued
the old ladder
bows to the ground

Trust

tricycles wait out winter
rusting and trusting
they will ride another day

Retired Workers

Rust may diminish their substance
but their labor has shaped
the land on which they rest.