Now I don’t mean to sound so crass, But the world looks better through my glass. It puts a golden glow on all I see, When things aren’t what they should be. It offers me a better view, When I get to feelin’ blue. One more beer and I’ll be fine, Two or three wouldContinue reading “Bottom of My Glass”
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Unbowed
A mournful bugle blows, For a soldier no one knows. Sent to foreign shores, To fight forgotten wars. The enemy on the flanks, With aero planes and tanks. The ammo running low, And nowhere left to go. They say he gave his all, Until the bastion’s fall. The white flag of surrender, Was the battle’sContinue reading “Unbowed”
Hollywood Marine
He was a Hollywood Matine, At the USO Canteen. Hung out with movie stars, With big old fancy cars. Smoked his Lucky Strikes, On bivouacs and hikes. He proudly wore dress blues, And made the hometown news. Had some medals on his chest, One proved he was the best. Hollywood was not for him, AndContinue reading “Hollywood Marine”
Better Angels
Our better angels have taken flight, Drifting off into the night. They have gone we know not where, Leaving us without a prayer. Oh, better Angels return our light. LDT Nov 9, ‘24 Main Menu: http://www.azrockdodger.com
Wendigo
The little Cree camp in the quiet valley hunkered down in fear. Somewhere out there it was watching them. Eyes that glowed red in the snowy moonlight. A gaunt apparition with limp skin sagging over its emaciated body. It was the worst of all fears. And the Wendigo was hungry. It was the middle ofContinue reading “Wendigo”
Music Box Magic
Music box, music box, take me away, Let me hear magic each time that you play. The cylinder turns with gears and with springs, Tickling the forks as the box sings. This little box is more than a toy, This little box brings out the joy. A tune we all love tinkles from it, WhateverContinue reading “Music Box Magic”
Homecoming
The Ribbons on his chest The thousand-yard stare A DD-214 They told him DiDi Mau!* *Get the @#%$ out of here! An airplane, a ship, a bus, and a thumb Crossing 8 time zones The World. No men in black pajamas with AK’s No thuds walking closer No C-Rations with bad cheese Resuming hisContinue reading “Homecoming”
May i Take Your Hand?
May I take your hand and open every door? May I lift you up and tell you that there’s more? Can I hold a candle to alight our way? Can we stop a while and our thoughts convey? Could I be the comfort that you sometimes need? Could I find a way to help yourContinue reading “May i Take Your Hand?”
Laura
Sometimes a song is just too raw to listen to. Laura from 1967 is such a song, “Laura hold these hands and count my fingers, Laura, touch these lips you once desired Lay your head upon my chest and hear my heartbeat Gently run your fingers through my hair….” It wasContinue reading “Laura”
Empty Campsite
Somewhere in the Dragoons there lies an empty camp, Up on Soren Pass, it’s a long, long tramp. Where a miner found some glitter in a vein of quartz, Digging through the rock, he had a mine of sorts. We don’t know what he found, nor why he’s not around, The wind’s the only sound,Continue reading “Empty Campsite”
Outlaws, Outrages and Outright Lies 