Sunday, December 3, 2017

Everybody dies but some times they don't leave

The Empty space,

where my departed

loved ones were,

follows me around.

The emptiness

is a heavy weight

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Vengeful Ghosts

Last night I dreamed
The ghosts of Geronimo
and Teddy Roosevelt
hunted El Presidente
Through the halls of La Casa Blanca
to the beat

of a Thousand Drums .

Friday, September 15, 2017

Modern times new gods

Proof of Life

I forgot my password

No one recognizes me

Access denied

I don’t exist


People in the mall

walk around

a teenage girl in the fetal position

crying because

she ran out of minutes

on her cell phone,

her life is over.

Thursday, August 3, 2017

Late night Driving home Listening to Indian Radio

  Maybe I'm a wanna be Indian , Or just respect the Rebellion  and survival instincts of the natives  trying to keep their identity alive. But started a new Job that requires me  to drive a while home from work late in the evening. Occasional y if the atmosphere is right I can pick up Indian radio on the a.m band. One of my favorite songs is Indian Car. check out one of many versions

  Raced home cracked a beer and wrote a poem

Last night
Driving across the plains
heading home from work,
the smoke from
distant fires heavy in the air
This song came on the radio.
The beat of the bass
Matched the rumble of the
I think I felt at one
With an Indian Car


Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Pretty Smokey out in the world these days

Lots of fires this summer and you can see that by looking at the bridgers

But that does make  for some colorful sunsets

Monday, June 26, 2017

Drinking Horse trail

Great 2 mile round trip hike up Drinking horse mountain. family getting in shape this summer

Sunday, April 30, 2017

A religious moment

Down by the falls

geese shit on the sidewalk

In front of the Church.

Strutting back and forth

Honking and preening

about their perfection

Wading ankle deep

in the excrement

they create.

CH 2017