They’re huntin’ Blacks, Hispanics and Jews, you can read all about it in the news. Little kids aren’t safe in their schools, shot to death by gun-totin’ fools. Stay away from the Walmart store, it ain’t safe to go there no more. Check the exits when you go in, or shelter behindContinue reading “Huntin’ Season”
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Fixing Stupid
If I could fix stupid, I’d bottle it up, and make an elixir to drink from a cup. A friend has a cousin whose Brother-in-Law, says that the data has a big flaw. A search of the web, says it is so, to hell with the Science, I already know. It’s just the sniffles, youContinue reading “Fixing Stupid”
Alberta Clipper
An Alberta Clipper is rollin’ on in blizzard conditions before it will end. I’m in a dither, and I’m gonna’ shiver if I don’t go thither, maybe I’ll wither. Johnnie Café, where the coffee is hot, a Quarter a cup, fresh from the pot. A Wolverine parka hangs on a rack, I could take itContinue reading “Alberta Clipper”
Joe Cosley
The Snowshoe Panther Holed up in the mountains, livin’ off the land, trappin’ Belly River, though mostly it was banned. From Glacier up to Waterton, he’d find a beaver run, he’d skin ‘em out and sell em’, then head to town for fun. Dancin’ through the night, swing them gals just right, drink ‘til mornin;Continue reading “Joe Cosley”
The Islands
The desert sun is shinin’ down on me and you, no, it ain’t the Islands, but it will have to do. No palms and no ocean, just cholla and mesquite, but I’ve got a notion, our life is pretty sweet. The waves are not crashing, upon a sandy beach, but blessings we are stashing, withinContinue reading “The Islands”
Virgil S. Thill
October 27, 1940- January 8, 2022 APACHE JUNCTION, AZ. Virgil Stanley Thill crossed the Great Divide on January 8, 2022 after a short battle with lung cancer. Virgil was born to Rex and Marian (Wilson) Thill in Malta, Montana on October 27, 1940. He was raised in Glasgow and graduated from Glasgow High in 1958.Continue reading “Virgil S. Thill”
Joyride
That old truck was faded red, it had a big hole in the bed. Blue Flame Six beneath the hood, as I recall, it ran real good. Granny gear to get it goin’ no matter what it was towin’ Cowboy tough, like the Old Man, it made the Thills a two car Clan. Starter pedalContinue reading “Joyride”
The Rhythm of My Soul
Vol I, Poems of L.D. Thill If you like my poetry, I now have two books. My poetry covers a variety of themes from coming of age to politics. For my most recent poetry and prose, sign up to follow my blog out at: https://azrockdodger.com/blog/ Main Menu: http://www.azrockdodger.com
La Sal Junction
Just south of Moab Utah is a junction called La Sal, Sittin’ ‘neath the red rocks, it’s a beautiful locale. Sure to take your breath away each time that you pass, Where sits a lonesome station that used to pump the gas. Once it was a truck stop, the diesels they rolled in, Double-clutchin’ upContinue reading “La Sal Junction”
Outlaws, Outrages and Outright Lies 