Frontiers Yet Unknown
Trespasses & Transgressions.
will be prosecuted but I don't
know boundary lines till I’ve
crossed them — oops, oh my:
the yet unknown
Risky business.
No rubrics need apply.
A honking V of Canada Geese
courses toward Asheville every
morning, break of day.
Waterfowl.
There is a Power whose care
Teaches thy way along that
pathless coast,-- The desert
and illimitable air,-- Lone
wandering, but not lost.
(W.C. Bryant).
Not bullet proof any more
these days; won’t eat a peach
without a bib. Walk on eggs.
Stalwart be gone: driving &
crying, move on down the
road.
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