Distant Sounds

Sitting in a field
Listening to the silence
Broken suddenly
By a distant trumpet.

Spied overhead
A flock of geese
Slowly circling
With random trumpets.

All at once
A hundred trumpets
In vee formation
They fly away north.

Sitting in a field
Listening to the silence
Echoes of trumpets
Still linger in my head.



Heartbeat

Walking in the pasture
With goats and emus
Enjoying the quiet sounds.

Chirping of the birds
Munching of the goats
Whistling of the emus.

Bright blue sky overhead
Little wisps of clouds
Hot air, no breeze.

Sudden rumble from afar
Turns into mighty roar
As jet soars overhead.

Heart skips a beat 
 Urge to fly surfaces
Causing pulse to quicken.

Jet fades in distance
Along with the rumble
Heartbeat begins to slow.

Quiet noises of nature
The pasture's low heartbeat 
Slowly returns to normal.



Peace and Quiet at Last

The work day is done,
another long drive home.

Drive down a busy highway,
right turn at the truck stop.

Another well traveled highway,
beyond the fields of cotton
left turn after the race track.

One more stretch of lonely highway,
Red Creek and Crows Nest Creek.

Exit off the highway
on a narrow lane of tranquility.

Through the gate,
 unseen from the highway
down a narrow path with agility.

Park under the mesquite tree,
a little rest for the old red truck.

Peace and quiet at last
no people, no cars, no noise.

Enjoy the chirping of the birds,
the crow of a rooster,
 the quack of a duck.

The Ranch in a few words
Peace and quiet.