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The Declaration

The founding Fathers directed the Declaration of Independence at King George III. Much of it could still apply to our current leadership:“The history … is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States.”“He has refused his Assent to Laws, the most wholesomeContinue reading “The Declaration”

Warsick Blues

I heard it on the evening news. Then I got the warsick blues. The straits are closed, oil is up, A bitter taste in my cup. Why it started I must confess. I blame Bibi and MBS. The market crashed just yesterday, Someone’s ego got in the way. The war isContinue reading “Warsick Blues”

Remembering the Maine

On a quiet night in Cuba, in old Havana town, The Skipper and the crew began to settle down. She was there to show the flag while Cuba fell apart. With Insurrectos striking at its Spanish heart. As the Maine lay sleeping, there came an awful roar, Then the sky was filledContinue reading “Remembering the Maine”

Pickers

I have seen the story of the blood upon our streets, And watched the knights a-marching festooned in all their sheets. They chased the pickers off just for picking in their path, Now there’s no one left to pick all those grapes of wrath. Will the barbers and the lawyers show up toContinue reading “Pickers”

Tonkin

Of all the lies they told us, Tonkin was the first, That night, a war was started with an errant burst. Who knew that night in August would send us off to war, That night, the music died, and we heard the cannons roar. In the Tonkin Gulf, there’s no light to cutContinue reading “Tonkin”

Chapter XYZ: Sentinel

“Seven O’clock and all is well.” The sentry paused a second while the call was repeated down the line. Then he pivoted and resumed the short beat of his post. This gave Reuben a chance to study his features in the gathering twilight. He was clad in a rumpled grey uniform with a splash ofContinue reading “Chapter XYZ: Sentinel”

Chapter nn

Zeb “Mah name is Zeb Tomkins, and I’ve bin a-travelin’ a hard road.” Reuben said, looking up at the old man on the porch. The man eyed him suspiciously. The North Carolina hills were full of spies, deserters, outlaws, and runaway slaves. Getting too close to the wrong group could get you a visitContinue reading “Chapter nn”

Tangerine Tot

His orange makeup is smeared on his shirt, and his face always looks somewhat butt hurt. He likes to party with models and such, Don’t give him the tab; he only goes Dutch. People who know say he ain’t well, Along with his horrible, horrible smell He likes to make deals, aContinue reading “Tangerine Tot”

Twilight Hour

The amber glow has faded, On mountains crowned in blue. As shadows cross the valley. A single light shows through. The sleeping hunter rises, Eyes piercing through the gloom. Dark shadows slowly creep, The valley to entomb. The evening breeze is cool, Wafting through the trees, The tired day mustContinue reading “Twilight Hour”

Thirty-Nine Ford

Thirty-nine Ford, Forty-eight mill, zippin’ along up Milk River Hill. That motor was fine, a two-thirty-nine, the paint didn’t shine, but damn it was mine. Five window coupe, three on the tree, pull out the choke, then turn the key. Hydraulic brakes to get her to stop, worn-out shocks to getContinue reading “Thirty-Nine Ford”