Monday, December 8, 2014

Got

Miranda on the radio.
Glass of sweet ice tea.
Bird dog at my feet.
Open windows.

Red dirt in the sunset.
Smallmouth on the line.
Green tomatoes fresh to fry.
Kids catching minnows

to let go.

Cucumbers in vinegar.
Ham hock in the beans.
Knees ripped out my jeans.
Cherokee eyes.

A truck that's almost paid for.
Most everything I need.
God for in between.
Kids catching fireflies

to let go.

For Open Link Monday at Real Toads

16 comments:

Sylvia K said...

Ah, GOT indeed!! Great one for the day as always -- great for any day, as a matter of fact! Have a wonderful week, MZ!!

colleen said...

I love this. To let go are my favorite lines!

blueoran said...

A small clean space for all of this -- what else could we need?

Gail said...

That a basket full of blessings! Well done.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love this list, especially the Cherokee eyes.

Grandmother (Mary) said...

When ya got so much, ya gotta let go...

Timoteo said...

The entire poem seems to be about letting go. Of all worry and cares, and just chillin' Nice.

Björn Rudberg said...

I have always wondered the fascination kids have with catch and letting go... I remember for me it was crabs.. and those poor creatures got caught and released on a daily base.

zongrik said...

like raindrops on roses and whispers on kittens

focused implementation

georgeplaceblog said...

Sounds like heaven to me.

kaykuala said...

Those retirees who fish at the canals in Delft that I saw did the same thing! They threw back their catch each time. I suppose kids do it all the time! Great lines MZ!

Hank

Susan said...

Love!

Fireblossom said...

This just makes me smile.

Hey, why am I having to do word verification???

Margaret said...

This has such a comforting feel to it. I love it.

Justin Lamb said...

The simplest things can be --and often are-- the best things. I like this poem very much.

grapeling said...

man that's perfect, MZ ~