Spotted Driving #6

 There may be some sports team
 For whom you harbor an irrational hatred
 Well, that’s how I feel
 About this city

 I hate it’s streets
(They all have the same name)
 I hate it’s pretense
 Although, I admit
 I like the symphony

 Maybe I should be more fair
 And love the city as a great assemblage
 Of varied humanity
 Doing the best they can with the
 Unfathomable difficulties of life

 Nah

Spotted Driving #5

I was down there last year, and
Pulled over to the side;
And walked down a short walkway
Where the beach was white and wide

In Florida, where I grew up,
This is a common sight –
But now, unlike my younger days,
I view it
With
Delight

Spotted Driving #4

I’ve never seen the Coosa River
Not that I recall;
I stand here on this boardwalk
And I’m taking in it all

It’s Gadsden, Alabama,
What it said back on the sign;
And my, this is a lovely place,
So peaceful and benign

But I suppose, like everywhere,
This river’s seen some woe;
For death and trouble follow humans
Everywhere
They go