The Man with One Chair

The man with one chair

Likes to sit alone

One will catch a glimpse of him

When the worn out country sun

To the horizon, has gone


The man with one chair

A beer for company

But in his thoughts

Miss Alabama, is wandering

Can you fathom this mystery?


That man with one chair

Won’t be alone for too long

Till sweet lil’ Miss Alabama

Goes sashaying his way

Wowing just enough, to capture his gaze


A capture of two now in her trove

The man with one chair

May soon give out his seat

Props out to Miss Alabama

For stealing his gaze, his heart and now, his chair

Where Country Meets Sunset

Delightful

Like a country girl

In white taffeta

 

Anti

Like vino

Staining the white shift dress

 

In sync

Like a happy go lucky belle

Sunset gazing

 

Bashful

Like a flushed faced damsel

Thinking of her James Dean

 

Pretty purples, these swaying bluebells

At her feet

White taffeta, pollen stained

 

One plus one

Equals two

Where country meets sunset