Art by Resa McConaghy (copyright)

“There are things known and things unknown and then there are the Doors” Jim Morrison

They linger at the headstone

barely visible beneath dead Daffodils

reminiscing glory days

waiting for the phoenix to rise

thunder breaks the calm

a sudden disconnect

of enlightenment

they wander away

hymning the anthem

of the same old rock and roll

Poetry by H. Rene Hunter