Voices on the Wind Voices on Relaxation
Still Life by Mike Bayles tractor rusts in farmyard it is a memory farm daughter sits inside and reads another book she marks her time summer vacation this is a poem a story told beginnings and middles stirring endings left to be known sun at its full height casts light and shadows upon the land nearby town siren sounds at noon ageless land rolls secrets in folds of the land dabbled white clouds in blue skies speak of idle dreams