low clouds
over the distant dam
across the lake
a banjo plays
far from home

(published in TSA member anthology, 2016)

on my thigh
another hair
from my beard
winter is early
this year

on the porch swing
after midnight
last night

as she practices
her guitar licks
my old man
telling stories
as if they were new

summer afternoon
not watching TV
with curtains closed
chasing the dragon
one last time again

after coughing up
a hair of the dog
I swear
I will quit
quitting drinking

About the author

Eric Jennings

invocateur, accidental yogi, non-practicing atheist, patamystic

By Eric Jennings