Bombs Away Naco! A Border Corrido The Border has its tales, and some are epic fails, the boldest man bewails, those Mexican jails. One of them was Patrick, of the Murphy clan, a flyer and mechanic, a lad with a plan. Bought a plane in Texas, a Jenny for a song, Momma don’t you fuss,Continue reading “¡Bombas lejos Naco!”
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The Bones of Cochise
Somewhere in the Dragoons, in a secret place, lie the bones of Cochise, left without a trace. Beneath a rocky temple, a sepulcher so grand, rests a mighty warrior, his spirit guards the land. A stronghold in the mountains, ramparts made of stone, where the canyon deepens, his resting place unknown. His wikiup was burned,Continue reading “The Bones of Cochise”
Hands
Guest Poet: Karen Thill Hands are those things at the end of your armsWith fingers that can hold many charms.Hands may touch a child’s cheekTo wipe away a tear he weeps.Hands can bring a baby to lifeFor a loving, caring husband and wife.Hands can hold that baby dearSnuggling her close and kissing her ear.Hands mayContinue reading “Hands”
Twenty-Two November
I remember John, even though he’s gone, Caisson rollin’ on, feelin’ woebegone. Oh, the hearts that cried, on the day he died, World turned cockeyed, tears we couldn’t hide. Cronkite read the news, gave us all the blues, Crumpled up tissues, the sorrow to diffuse. The end of Camelot, had become our lot, Consolation sought,Continue reading “Twenty-Two November”
Markle Man
“We service what we sell,” and we’ll do it well. Markle’s has it all, forget about the mall. Everything from paint to carbines, and the stuff fer fixin’ combines. There’s Packard cars and I H parts, better stuff than at Walmart. Our Mercury outboards, got no pins to shear, unlike the Evinrudes, that someContinue reading “Markle Man”
River Trip
Took a trip back in Ninety-Three, just some old buddies and me. From Coal Banks Landin’, to where I’m standin’. Stoped in at the Virgelle Store, sittin’ by the river shore. Try the Maple-Nut ice cream, just before you hit the stream. Steady our canoe at the river launch, as it wobbles, I ‘m notContinue reading “River Trip”
Liberty’s Tears
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To Buck
Guest Poet: E. L. “Loyal” Covey I don’t know how to word this, I don’t know what to say. Words seem so lacking, Since God took you away. Not long ago ‘twas easy, To take a pen and write, But poems have lost their meaning, Since that dark September night. I can’t express on paper,Continue reading “To Buck”
Bearcat Boogie
There once was a car, that upraised the bar, T’was better by far, than any ordinary car. Boogie down the road, never to be slowed, The other cars to goad, all to be out showed. Long and lean and mean, a thoroughbred machine, Racing lines as clean, as you’ve ever seen. Don a coonskin coat,Continue reading “Bearcat Boogie”
Remembrance
Our emptiness console, hollow, dark the hole, the memory to extol, the sadness to control. Maybe held their hand, as they slipped away, wishin’ that somehow, perhaps they would stay. Pain that won’t subside, left emptiness inside, the love that did abide, is gone like the tide. Too much to endure, please Lord do assure,Continue reading “Remembrance”
Outlaws, Outrages and Outright Lies 