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Shall We Dance?

Shall we dance across the living room floor, into the kitchen and back to the door? May I hold you close and pull you in tight, as we dance together the rest of the night? Will you close your eyes and rest on my shoulder, and never notice thatContinue reading “Shall We Dance?”

Magoo

There’s no one else like Mister Magoo, he’s a dapper gent through and through. Reading what he wants to see, walking in to a wall or tree. The world is just a blur to him, still, he charges right on in. Sometimes he’ll get into a tiff, sometimes he will fallContinue reading “Magoo”

Little Things

May your life be blessed with little things, as each new time the doorbell rings. A childish drawing on the fridge, a magnet with an old adage. Children playing in the yard, times that aren’t so awful hard. The morning song of the Lark, a quiet walk within the park. FragrantContinue reading “Little Things”

Taking Back Our Democracy

Our democracy is slipping away. We may be one or two election cycles away from falling into an authoritarian nightmare. Ballot initiatives could be our way of preserving democracy for future generations. Here in Arizona, they are quite common. We have a terrible record of electing extremists to the state legislature. They pass bills thatContinue reading “Taking Back Our Democracy”

Radio Waves

We didn’t have a lot, but we had a radio, sometimes we’d listen to The Grand Ole Opry Show. A finished wooden cabinet, with a golden glow, when the tubes warmed up, it was good to go. We had to dial carefully, the signal wasn’t strong, pretty soon it lit up withContinue reading “Radio Waves”

Rex

His name was Rex Thill, his horse was Whiskey Bill, few could match his skill, or his poker iron will. Grew up in the Breaks, chasin’ Rattlesnakes, no matter the stakes, Rex had what it takes. Rode a horse to school, learned the Golden Rule, didn’t truck no fool, stubborn like aContinue reading “Rex”

Christmas Flap

Spent Christmas Eve in Olongapo town, pourin’ lots of San Magoo[1] down. The Princeton was tied up at Carrier Pier, we just might stay until it’s New Year. Heads were achin’ as Reveille played, at all the bars, too long we had stayed. Scuttlebutt said that Hope and his troupe, wouldContinue reading “Christmas Flap”

Hard Edges

He had some hard edges, brittle like flint, and if he had a heart, he gave not a hint. Lived in a shack way back in the hills, he barely got by, without any frills. If he spoke at all it was more like a rasp, his old torn coat was heldContinue reading “Hard Edges”

Pottersville

We all live in Pottersville, just beyond Potter’s Hill. Working in Potter’s Mill, lunching on Potter’s swill. Life is grand in Pottersville, so long as we all serve his will. Potter’s values he’ll instill, and we all will pay the bill. Snow blows past the window sill, as we feelContinue reading “Pottersville”

Mr. tRump

Well, hello there Mr. tЯump, I see your polls just took a dump. What does the future hold? Indictments, I am told. Did you mean to insurrect, and are you trying to deflect? What is buried with your ex, did she just give you a hex? Is Stormy’s story coming out, Continue reading “Mr. tRump”