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An Invitation

Uncategorized / September 21, 2018 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

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Though Both May Tick

Relationships / November 11, 2019 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Though both may tick and both may break a heart is not a watch
A broken watch is little use a broken heart can mend a world

Rustlin’ Aint All About Cows

Cattle, Cowboy Poetry, Nature, Travel / tagged Autumn / November 10, 2019 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Down by the Blanco as the fall dances start Sycamore trees in the Texas breeze rustle their skirts round their knobbly knees

Missing Leonard Cohen

Poems about Poetry, Remembering / tagged Music / November 9, 2019 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Leonard Cohen is gone He doesn't call, he doesn't write.
So huddle with me now
fellow worshipers and weepers
Huddle with me now round the poem and the song
and listen for the breadcrumb
and the hint of old perfume
that speak of other ways to God than through the holes in Jesus and the goddess

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Flying into Denver

Nature, Pilots, Travel / November 8, 2019 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Flying into Denver
starboard seat October
Mountains as white and light
as mom's meringue resting on a foothills crust

Arrows Away

Farm, Nostalgia, Pilots, Ranch Life, Travel / November 7, 2019 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

There is an arrow launcher you can make
with small town prairie scrap and scrape

A stick and a string and a shingle old or new

Shingles run from thick to thin
thick for the nose and thin for the fin

Notch it at the finger balance point
and it will fly farther than your slingshot flings
or paper airplane wings

We didn’t get this far west
without an urge for distance and flight

Buffalo Chips

Audio Recordings, Cattle, Cowboy Poetry, Cows, Farm, Manure, Ranch Life / November 6, 2019 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Lily pads floating
on the sea of prairie grass

Heat for the tepees
or the homesteaders cabin

Nothing wasted in the West

And every boy knew
that a good sharp stick or a pointy-toed shoe
would let you know
if one was just right, or still a little too new

And I’m here to tell you, that compared to a
good dry chip
meeting a West wind’s invitation
a Frisbee is a weak and poor, plastic imitation

Don’t Sam McGee Me

Poems about Poetry / tagged Cremation, Death / November 5, 2019 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Klondike cold or no
I will not
in the furnace go

deny the dancing worms
their dance

or diet overly
to short them in their feast

Click here to read the classic poem “The Cremation of Sam McGee” by Robert Service

Birdsong

Nature / November 4, 2019 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

It doesn't matter what bird if it sing
If a magician takes from his hat one elephant or three it's all the same to me

Revenge of the Barley

Farm, Ranch Life, Remembering / tagged Harvest / November 3, 2019 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

Old combine with no cab
beats the barley from the chaff
Pestled porcupine it swirls
to mob you on the downwind run
And fill your shirt from collar to crotch
with an itch that Job would trade for a boil
There's beer in the cooler
if you work for Roy

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In Dying the Dying

Relationships / tagged Day of the Dead, Death / November 2, 2019 / by neil_2015_wordpress@neilmeili.com

In dying the dying must look to the dead And hope that the years of forgetting their name will not be met by the same In dying the dying must look to the dead The living can only wave clinging from shore what you'll need is the dead with the map and the oar
So call to them now send food if you can they forgave you before pray they do it again

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