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













Addictions


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
road
I think I felt at one
With an Indian Car


                                    c.h.





https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cUw2siLrZPY



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