Badlands

One last pass through the Badlands.
Before  we turn for home.
To gaze into arroyos,
And see where bison roam.

The shadows on the high peaks
Are calling us to stay
And echoes from the canyon
Are leading us astray

The grass and desert sonance
Into our memories burn
And burrow into conscience
Until we can return.

“Just because s…

“Just because something isn’t a lie does not mean that it isn’t deceptive. A liar knows that he is a liar, but one who speaks mere portions of truth in order to deceive is a craftsman of destruction.”