Saturday, October 25, 2008

Clinging to my guns and religion Amen ...we be folks of faith and valor

Here I am in Oklahoma
where I ain't never gonna
give up my long gun and dry powder
and praising the Lord louder and louder
I know B. Hussien makes fun of you n' me
but he is just another silly commie wannabe
and when the votes are counted this fall
our small town votes will be his downfall

Poem about my youthful dance with the death angel...composed on October 23, 2006

Tracks of a friend in the snow

I have lain on the path of bone chilling fear ... watched as the death angel hovered near ... Midnight I rode the trail where black lion stalked ... my steed snorting his course stayed.. balked ... I lost my seat and the moon swirled around ... my head was the first to kiss frozen ground ... My body bounced down the Arbuckles crag ... the earth drank my blood and there I laid ... and dreamed the dream of death’s opening door ... of life unlived and path’s untracked with joy untasted ... my future my claim on living gone as I lay wasted ... but awareness came as light chased away the night ... My companion grazed close by had kept the cat away ... snow tracks around my death bed testified to his stay ... my shirt red soaked with life’s precious fluid staining the ground ... I drug my pain racked body to the saddle and started down ... past the still waiting mountain lion eyes peering from thick weeds ... the smell of my blood kept him waiting to quench his savage needs ... I looked back as he smelled my blood spilled in the snow where I lay ... then followed us for awhile before turning to find unguarded prey ... Danpatch went to equine heaven during the next season’s winter strife ... But in my dreams I still count the tracks of my friend who saved my life.

. . jdm10/23/2006 based on a true occurrence with some literary license applied...My dad was a cowboy and Danpatch had been his favorite horse until he was retired to be my horse. At the time of the poem Danpatch was over twenty years old and I was 12. Gosh I miss him!

Friday, March 28, 2008

the TIME is NOW

The time is now!

How can you set there with that smug look on your face
eternity comes fast and you don't know your place
Fate is standing in the dark shadows playing to your pride
and here you are unconcerned like time was on your side.
The day will come when your ladder of life has no more rungs
and all your choices will expire with the breath in your lungs.
The nearest Bible can help you make your choice of eternal habitation
for you can find Christ Jesus in every book from Genesis to Revelation.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Elvis...if we never meet again this side of Heaven

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If we never meet again this side of Heaven...Elvis

Soon we'll come to the end of life's journey
And perhaps never meet anymore
Till we gather in heaven's bright city
Far away on that beautiful shore

If we never meet again this side of heaven
As we struggle through this world and its strife
There's another meeting place somewhere in heaven
By the side of the river of life

Where the charming roses bloom forever
And where separations come no more
If we never meet again this side of heaven
I will meet you on that beautiful shore