In Bellingham

Way up there in Bellingham There’s a university With a massive wall of windows In the dining hall That look out over the bay I sat there with you On my first time up To visit And we had dinner among All the other students Like I belonged I knew it wasn’t going to LastContinue reading “In Bellingham”

Rate this:

Idle Nowhere

Piloting all day Through passes And mountains Dense woods And hills Giving way To a plains Where the grass Is dead Unless it follows Flowing water Couldn’t stop At the edge We had to tilt Into the valley Where valley people Have so little To do but build Their own cities Harvest their amnenities  

Rate this: