Cold War Blues

Missiles locked and loaded, bombers overhead, the radiation spread is somethin’ that we dread. Comes a sonic boom, there’s panic in the room. We maybe assume, a mushroom cloud of doom CONELRAD Six-Forty, the radio sounds the tones, “Hide beneath your desk!” the teacher she intones. Dig a fallout shelter, stock it up real well,Continue reading “Cold War Blues”

Crosses

From Bonner to Alzada, the crosses line the road, and hidden in the data, that crosses do forebode. The Reaper waits for those, whose common sense forgoes, the rains and the snows, or the wind that always blows. The tavern on the line, sellin’ beer and wine,  last call to consign, the crosses to enshrine.Continue reading “Crosses”

Gazpacho Police

From CNN: Marjorie taylor Greene accuses Nancy Pelosi of sending the Gazpacho Police to enforce House Rules. For the record, Gazpacho is a Spanish soup. (Quite good too.) Fhttps://www.cnn.com/2022/02/13/opinions/greene-gazpacho-police-sums-it-up-column-galant/index.html Main Menu: http://www.azrockdodger.com Blog signup: https://azrockdodger.com/blog/

Teardrops in the Snow

The anthem of our youth, the day the music died, our better days forsooth, we might’a even cried. On that fateful night, our troubles would set in, and somehow it seemed, we’d never laugh again. The tappin’ of our toes, could not dispel our woes, Rock and Roll just froze, or so the story goes.Continue reading “Teardrops in the Snow”

There’s A Star-Spangled Banner Waving Somewhere…

There’s a Star-Spangled Banner Waving Somewhere….* In the darkest days of the war, did they know what was in store? Toss that apron, roll up those sleeves, let’s go beat those Nazis. No more calls for America First, we see the world at its worst. Send our sons off to war, we must avenge Corregidor.Continue reading “There’s A Star-Spangled Banner Waving Somewhere…”

Somewhere….

Somewhere snow is falling, as families gather ‘round, happy voices calling, hear their joyful sound. Somewhere a fire crackles, warming up a heart, casting off the shackles, no more to be apart. Somewhere an infant lies, beneath a Christmas tree, got her Grandma’s eyes, that smile she got from me! Somewhere there are packages, wrappedContinue reading “Somewhere….”