Texas Road Trip Memories
/Three Piles of Red West Texas Dirt
The fun pile of memories
the heat of childhood visits
where there was no pain or struggle only picnics and watermelon
walks in the dry red river swimming in the cold
spring fed pool after
standing behind the falls.
The pile of gossip and pain
who owes who what
who left who, when, and for whom where the dead are buried
and despair of
no water
no job
is too much and
wind & heat take over.
The pile of dreams
how they are moved around
piled up
pushed down
endless attempts to persevere
when red turned high contrast
to remains of cotton scattered in fields.
Laverne Zabielski
