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Hole Shot

Podunk race at nowhere town, The local “Shoes” do abound. Pick my spot upon the line, All suited up, lookin’ fine. Focus on that first turn, Inside line or outer berm? Spot a rut that offers traction, Hit it right ye’r in the action. Blip the throttle, rev it up, Maybe win that trophy cup.Continue reading “Hole Shot”

Laguna

Where everything will be all right. There I found a secret cove, Hidden from the rover’s sight, Indeed, it was my treasure trove. Underneath the circling cliff, The salty air, I catch a whiff. The jetty is a slippery rock, Where no vessel will ever dock. Look across the ocean sea, No more war willContinue reading “Laguna”

Mission Lounge Angel

A place in Santa Ana called the Mission Lounge, is where lonely Marines can often be found. My car’s in Montana, and I’m ridin’ the bus, back home my girl says it’s the end of us. Barmaid pours drinks, my spirits run low, Lance Corporal pay is easy to blow. “Where ya’Continue reading “Mission Lounge Angel”

Vampire Liberty

Halloween of Sixty-three, no Dinero do I see, Just a humble P.F.C., posted at M.C.R.D. Payday’s just a day away, but in the hut, I must stay, Can’t even go out to play, can’t even hit old T.J. Buddy Ron gets a thought, evil scheme he has wrought, “I know where blood is bought, atContinue reading “Vampire Liberty”

RIP H. Scott Apley

H. Scott Apley had no fear, Said COVID was nowhere near. Called Doc Wen the enemy, Went unmasked ‘cuz he’s free. COVID took him with a sneer. LDT Aug 4, ’21 Apply died of COVID at Galveston, Texas on August 4, 2021. He left behind a wife and a newborn. He was 45 Main Menu:Continue reading “RIP H. Scott Apley”

Monsoon

As I looked at the gloom of the foreboding doom, I took on quite a fright, The day grew dark and it made me hark, it’s like as if it were night. The clouds were boiling like a river roiling, and it gave me such a chill, As the heavens rolled the air turned cold,Continue reading “Monsoon”

John D. Lee Must Die

March 23, 1877 John D. Lee Must Die March 23, 1877 John D Lee must die, and everyone knows why, ‘Tis an easy buy, Gentiles shouldn’t pry. Twenty years it took ‘em, finally got their goat, Now they pin a target upon his old black coat. Set him on his coffin, his final words areContinue reading “John D. Lee Must Die”

The Shooting of Dan McGrew

Some might wonder where I learned to love the music of words. When I was a kid, I found a moldy old book in the garage. It contained poems like this: THE SHOOTING OF DAN McGREW A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon; The kid that handles the music-boxContinue reading “The Shooting of Dan McGrew”

The Whoop-Up Trail

From Benton up to Alberta, the whisky road it was, T’was the perfect trail for them that flaunt the laws. Eighteen Sixty-Nine, Fort Hamilton they built, A pint of rotten whisky will cost you a pelt. Blackfoot, Blood or Piegan, they come on in to trade, Many with their lives or souls, for the fireContinue reading “The Whoop-Up Trail”

Science

A COVID Poem How do we get from here to there? Or do we sit with vacant stare? Is there a problem to be solved? How should you become involved? Define the problem, make it plain, Then sit down, and use your brain. What might fix it? You will ask, Testing that becomes your task.Continue reading “Science”