Brother Thoms’ Father’s Day Sunday sermon, which was supposed to be on the subject, “Supporting Father and Husband in their Priesthood Responsibilities,” wandered onto his hobby horse—women and the apocalypse. It was pretty vibrant and apocalyptic, and as usual, he rode it hard. A great amount of detail was put into length of skirts, wearing … Continue reading A Sermon on a Sermon
The Axeman at the Cowboy Poetry Open Mic
Jeffery carried a guitar slung on his back. He did not know how to play it, not really. Although, he could strum enough to accompany himself singing “Red River Valley.” It might be noted that saying Jeffery sang “Red River Valley” is somewhat of an exaggeration. He played the four or five chords he knew … Continue reading The Axeman at the Cowboy Poetry Open Mic
Dorian goes This Way
Canute stood on the shore and drew a line in the sand The tide rolled in and ole Canute could not stand and stay dry, so he stepped away and said "O pride of men will make men dead." Old DjT took his magic marker and drew (o, so proud) hurricane lines a lot darker … Continue reading Dorian goes This Way
Senior’s Visit Last Lost Valley History Museum!
How it’s here puzzles him— here under exhibit glass and lights, his old, lost marbles taw?!
Caprice
Jewel of morning, dew glint on willow leaf. Summer wind shakes it
HAVE, Poetry by Lee Robison, Available at Bookstores or On-line
Have, Poems by Lee Robison may now be ordered at your local bookstore, and is available from WordTech Communications at David Roberts Books. It may also be purchased on-line from Amazon and Barns and Noble in-store or on-line. It is also available from Mightyape, Australia and Mightyape New Zealand. Sample poem Why Poetry? When we … Continue reading HAVE, Poetry by Lee Robison, Available at Bookstores or On-line
Probably Should have Taken the Trail
It was a long day. They rode most of it, climbing through bottoms heavily timbered by fir and spruce with patches of aspen yellow in the draws and along the creek. At first, they followed a marked USG Forest Service trail, the blazes browned with time. Ora lead the packhorse and Mike rode behind. Near … Continue reading Probably Should have Taken the Trail
This Plainted Land
O plaintive for plainted skies for plaintive waves of plaint, for plaintly mountains plaint above the plaintive plaint. O plainted land! O plaintive land! Plaint shed His complaint on thee And plaint thy plaint with plaint From plaint to plaintive plaint. A review of the American patriotic hymn "America the Beautiful" with apologies to those … Continue reading This Plainted Land
To Lie in Summer
to lie in summer grass uncut by suburbia or the commerce of hay to lie in this aura, this odor of soil and cured grass, to lie under the flagging blooms of Timothy, Brome or Western Bunch bannering against a blue so vast that whole lives cannot know it, to lie in this overture of … Continue reading To Lie in Summer
The Sham is a Shame
A little-big white guy shambled into El Paso, Texas, the other day. And all his shams came tumbling after him. He is the President of the United States. According to protocol his purpose was to mourn with and console the living in their hurt after a mass killing. This is what people who are elected … Continue reading The Sham is a Shame
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