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Tomorrow at Breakfast

Tomorrow at breakfast we’ll gather around, With tales and opinions we will expound. A quartet of old men who’ve seen better days, way too damn old to be mendin’ their ways. Tomorrow at breakfast there’s one empty chair, It’s been a few days since Bill has been there, Some of his dealin’s were not torContinue reading “Tomorrow at Breakfast”

The Prospect of Breakfast

Mr. Coffee’s clock glows, its digits thin red lines like a doomsday clock. 5:59 AM. Morning light filters through the colorful fabric of the kitchen curtains. Homemade. It’s a comfortable 68 degrees. Just right for a perfect June day. The sprinklers are on rain delay due to last night’s shower. The outside air is freshContinue reading “The Prospect of Breakfast”

Perspective Story

Sierra Vista Writers Group March 13, 2024 Council Rock-Perspective Council Rock- A perspective short story Council Rock is part of the rock wall face of the Dragoon Mountains visible from Sierra Vista. It is located on the Northwestern end of the rocky range. In 1872 an important meeting was held there. Chicahua Apache leaderContinue reading “Perspective Story”

Dominos

It may be appalling, and some of it’s galling, The dominos are falling to end the caballing, Indictements are served for those who deserved, Freedom’s preserved from he who has swerved. The jails are all full, no more of their bull, Held responsible, for what they did pull. They all had their fun, but theContinue reading “Dominos”

Balcom

Some men are forged from iron, others hammered steel, Some men ride the easy path, others by fire anneal. And God has granted each of us two of everything, Two eyes, two ears, two arms, so each can do his thing. For those who are not perfect, he helps to make them whole, So eachContinue reading “Balcom”

Lines for My Mother

PVT. Frederick Buckmaster Poem written to his mother, Mary Ann, on May 9, 1864 Clifton, Tenn. It is a calm still night Mother, the winds are lulled and still… The moon’s soft light is beaming bright on yonder sleeping hill… But this soft dreamy hour, Mother, no magic may impart… To check theContinue reading “Lines for My Mother”

Bull Connor’s Dog

As a pup, I licked your face, Because I loved the human race. I could have learned most any trick, Instead, you beat me with a stick. I wanted to be always sweet, But when I was mean I got a treat. I could have fetched a rubber ball, But I attacked at your call.Continue reading “Bull Connor’s Dog”

Cabin Fever

The fire’s brightly glowin., but the damned old wind is blowin’, The snow is comin’ down, Coverin’ up the ground. The Flivver won’t turn over, I’m stuck in here with Rover. The window’s frosted up, Durn near froze my cup. The highway ain’t been plowed, The sun’s behind a cloud. The river’s done been froze,Continue reading “Cabin Fever”

Buffalo Chips

Out here on the prairie, the ain’t no wood to burn, at least there is a trick that everyone can learn. Everything that’s needed is lying on the ground, and it’s the damnedest stuff that I have ever found. From Abeline to old Cheyenne, it makes the grasses grow, and if youContinue reading “Buffalo Chips”

Disloyal (Book Review)

I wrote this review back in 2020. Amazon said it violated its Community Standards. I presume that was because I mentioned the infamous Pee Tape. Disloyal Michael Cohen Used, Abused and Cast Aside President Donald Trump is an enigma to outsiders. In fact, he is a puzzle to his friends and close associates. He isContinue reading “Disloyal (Book Review)”