Monday, June 17, 2013

rode with the boys last night
first time all summer
we were all out of town or out of mind
or helping wives be mothers

rode up to the seasons first snow
and down thru canopies of color
speckled ground cover carpet
smooth and soft from autumn storms

conifer Christmas trees
with aspen leaf lights and bulbs
a moose in the trail, a grouse on the road
a miniature town below

3 dollar beers and burgers
and peanuts on the floor
the glow of friends forgotten
to ride again once more