The Peace Arrow

All aboard the Peace Arrow!

(Note: The horn of the Peace Arrow, a lovely RV, is in the key of F.)

When the Peace Arrow’s coming down the road
Grab a bottle, grab a seat and just a-lighten your load

If you ain’t got papers and you ain’t got cash
You better know how to roll or you better let it pass

Can you hear the highway screaming?
Hear the rumble strips a-blow?
In the howls of the evening flies the Peace Arrow from the bow…

Shooting ‘cross the land!
Soaring fast and free
The arrow don’t slow down
The arrow pierces me

If Peace Arrow drives through your town
Give a smile to the Devil as he’s riding around

If you wanna climb aboard you better roll ‘em up right
Cuz if the devil doesn’t like it you’ll be crawling all night

Can you see the lightning flashing?
Hear the thunder call your name?
In the wind and rain and darkest night, the Peace Arrow is aflame…

Shooting through the streets!
Through the traffic seas
The arrow don’t slow down
The arrow pierces me

There’s a target near the northern coast
There’s a target in the south
Once the arrow sets its sights on you, ain’t a damn thing you can do but

Shoot across the land!
Flying day and night
The arrow can’t be caught
The arrow stays in flight
The arrow stays in flight
The arrow stays in flight

Outside Riding: Poem for National Poetry Month

Image source: http://flowertucci1.com

I want to mount you in a field of flowers
and ride you as the wind blows ‘round
Let’s bathe in a sunshine shower
and feel the burn as we both come down

You are the blade in my sunlit sheath
You are the cream in my hand-me-brown
You are the air of my fiery wreath
Come plant your earth in me and drown

Outside riding, where we feel in the light what’s real
There’s no hiding from the steel of our body wheel

I want to wrap around your Maypole
and twirl like a spinning top
Let’s free the horses from the stable
we can ride all day, nonstop

You are the seed in my apple core
You are the stick in my caramel pop
You are the sand on my evening shore
Come, let me lick your salt water drop

Outside riding, where our secret can be told
There’s no hiding in the sunlit fields of gold

Riding long and sliding fast
Racing out into the east
Hold me tighter; grip my soul
Keep me close but let me roll

Outside riding, inside gliding
Outside breaking all the rules
Inside lighting up the night
Outside, inside, it’s alright