route 135 out of circle city heading south
through a lionless trafalgar
a west virginialess morgantown
one stoplight not give a second thought to places
rolling into nashville but not that one
indiana brown county
downtown main street misty air
art galleries, antique shops, tourist stores
shops with homemade quilts and afagans
little wooden pick-up trucks, signs, animals
restaurants in the family for generations
today’s special chicken and noodles
I go for the roast beef and mashed potatoes
old people maybe making their last visit here
an annual autumn pilgrimage
park accommodations a-frame firewood on the porch
back deck nestled in among the oak, hickory, maple residents
eating the edible fruit from the paw paw
black cherry, red elm, black elm
sassafras - white elm, purple elm (I just made that one up cuz I like purple)
sycamores with candle light burning bright
a-frame
the country air wears you out
up early one morning; deer walking past the kitchen window
and this city tough guy is eight years old again
marveling at the marvelous mother nature’s creatures
the wednesday rain just adds more atmosphere
