I love the high desert with all of its sights, But everything here sticks, stings or bites. A Spanish Bayonet will run you on through, Don’t grab a Cholla whatever you do. A Mesquite thorn will flatten your tire, An Ocotillo fence is tough as barb wire. A Scorpion’s tail can cause you to wail,Continue reading “High Desert Blues”
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The Lass in the Glass
I loaded my troubles in a Sixty-Three Ford, If truth could be told, I think I was bored. At thirty below, there ain’t much to do, ‘cept git in a fight with a Great Northern crew. The cowboys and hookers and Chippewa-Cree, Won’t hang around with someone like me. Drove toward Chinook, but I couldn’tContinue reading “The Lass in the Glass”
Peace
I went up to the mountain so lofty and so high, Where the bombs have never fallen and the children do not cry. I saw the devastation, wrought by foolish men, And all I had to offer was some paper and a pen. I scribbled off a note, don’t know what I wrote, Oh, whatContinue reading “Peace”
Mister Big
There’s no one else like Mister Big, Not even Jesus in a wig. You won’t get shot on Fifth Avenue, If you say His lies are true. Mister Big, He has the answer, To save us all from Windmill Cancer. Only He can stem the tide, Until the waters do subside. He will gladly lendContinue reading “Mister Big”
FAKE Elector
Robert was a carpenter, a FAKE Elector too, He lived in Palominas where 92 runs through. Had an acre down on Cana where he plied his trade, And it was full of all the storage sheds he made. Maybe had a fling with the trucker’s wife next door, ‘til the hubby came home and figuredContinue reading “FAKE Elector”
Hope
The crackle of the fire slowly fades away, its embers mark the end of another day. The winter snow doth glisten in the soft moonlight, like a Monet painting of a frosty night. Outside all is quiet, the carolers have gone home, the stranger he is welcome, this is not the nightContinue reading “Hope”
Dear Santa
Dear Santa, I know I havn’t written since Nineteen Fifty-Two, But lately I’ve been feelin’ sorta sad and kinda blue. There’s trouble in the world and strife across the land, And things have sorta gotten a little out of hand. So as you pack your sleigh and head out on you way, I’d just likeContinue reading “Dear Santa”
Mule Pass
Up on Mule Pass there’s no place you can turn, Just a tunnel to the past, no bridges left to burn. Right beyond the pass there lies another world, Where I can hide from the troubles I have unfurled. Up ‘til now I reckin’ I haven’t had a care, I’ve learned to hang my hatContinue reading “Mule Pass”
Gene Vincent Show
Be bop a lula, Gene Vincent Show, Heard all about it on the radio. He’s comin’ to town with electric guitars, A rockin’ piano fit for the stars. Glasgow, Montana will be rockin’ on out, Cuz Rock and Roll is what it’s about. He’ll grab the mike stand and sing with theband, He’s the bestContinue reading “Gene Vincent Show”
Lost Father
Book Review My daughter, Michele, has written a compelling new book. Some stories are not easy to tell. Being the father of a lost child is one of them. The main character, Bruce, is suddenly contacted by someone from the past. The story relates the anguish, the sorrow and the secrets he has kept hiddenContinue reading “Lost Father”
