Reine River

Darkness illuminates a purple sky
Soft blazes iridescent in the sky

Night Rider feels her horses sweat
Wet against her finger tips

Palms moisten with her touch
Her mares feelin' hot

Clippin' cross the prairie grass
Her dingo rides beside

Darkness illuminates all three to night

In the heat of this black night

Beads of sweat purple and iridescent

Underneath this great dark sky

Three females hurry home to night

Mounted tumbstones of savage western settings
Beautiful yet dangerously silent
Captured moments of poetic lore
Mystifing a thunder heart
Now the rain has pounded from this heart,
Leaving less or more still, waters
The passion lessons to a quiet moment
Mounted captured western folklore
Lovers who moved like bolts of thunder
Leave now a beat thats slower, cautious
Burried behind a glass payne
Left for my eyes to see
Stands statuesque
A moment less mystifing
More real to one thunder heart,
A poetic passion
These framed tumbstones in pewter, glass and wood
Are my western past some western treasured moments

Great blue sky

With moving clouds

And silver tides for me

Crashing close beneath my feet

For my spurs to sing so free

Gusts of wind whisper suddenly

Wishing you could be with me

With the joy that gallops from my heart

A reflection like the sea