Helotes Deck

Sitting on the deck and drinking wine,
talking about life beneath a dark and starry Texas sky,
problems, love, and family,
drama and the ways to stay sane until
a long awaited hot shower, bed clothes,
grandson asks, "Have you written your poem yet?"
and I'd forgotten. So easy amidst the
talking with new friends, a half a bottle
of chardonnay, the odd experience of people
who seem genuinely
interested in what I think and say.


(c) Ellen Gillette, 2013