Oklahoma poetry

I've promised poetry and I haven't been delivering! Mainly because I don't take the time to think in metaphorical terms about the material I've gathered before posting.

But, hey, it's on my blog description, so here ya go — some terrible, whipped-together-in-a-second Oklahoma musings:

Conversation with a Cow


Let's talk for a minute about freedom
not running to or from anything
A slower pace, no heart racing
over trivial things:
'There's traffic and I'm late for a meeting'
'He told me he'd be here; he's missing'
'What if next week I'm cooking in a kitchen?'

Not titled 


The sky and the ground are my witness
that I can solve any problem I'm faced with
by looking to You
and rearranging the pieces