Monthly Archives: January 2017

Oh, Nehemiah Leftwich is a civilized man; Fine music, fair flowers, old stonework, clear views, Rich coffee smooth-poured like some happy good news (All these wonders he shows us whenever he can— His loves of a lifetime, delights of a … Continue reading →

When Praise has found a thing to praise He cannot whisper low, But out must sing, and loudly shout, Must spin and leap and whirl about, Throw flowers up in air most high And point his praises through the sky! … Continue reading →

In Flor There’s more— Her voice, Rejoice! Sweet spear of song So tender strong, So smooth and pure, For sure amor, My hearing dear I’m living for! There’s more In Flor; My choice— Her voice!

So soft and so sweet, and so tender and true, You know when Flor’s singing she’s singing to you, And though I’m a stranger she might never see I know when Flor’s singing she’s singing to me. To you and … Continue reading →

A huge dark cloud, like a giant’s fist, Punched low across the sky. One rain-drop fell on our lips that kissed, While the wind roared on by. A lone gull wheeled, its white wings bright, Soaring so light and free; … Continue reading →

Joe Smith decided he was going to do something about cancer. So, early Sunday morning he walked out of his house carrying a sign with the words, “Down With Cancer” on it. Then he marched right into the middle of … Continue reading →

These two poems by Brian Faulkner were written about 20 years ago. Lead singer: Kevin Stonerock, also on the guitar.

Here in Reno on Saturday, thousands of people marched up Virginia Street chanting “Love, not hate, makes America great!” Of course, by love they meant mercy and pity, the penalizing of men of ability for the sake of the needy. … Continue reading →

Incompetentism is the idea that the incompetent person should be treated as if he were competent. For example, if two women are loading two trucks of the same size with similar sized-and-weighted boxes, and one woman loads her truck in … Continue reading →

Do not love thy neighbor as thy self, And never, never love thine enemy. When struck, do not turn thy cheek, But strike back with full moral righteousness. Never, never give away thy possessions. Never, never allow an injustice to … Continue reading →

Oh, Ragnar the Cook, with his yellow hair, Stood high at the counter, a-top a chair. He put in the pot, with a competent hand, The parts of a cow that could not stand; Then pinches of pepper and salt … Continue reading →

Snowflakes feather lightly, lightly, Oh, so lightly falling fair; Playing lightly, oh, so lightly, Touching lightly lips and hair. Lips and hair now whiten slightly, Finger’s tips now touching there, Where the snowflakes, falling lightly, Feed their lover coolness fair. … Continue reading →

The prettiest three we’ll ever see Upon a pictured page Have sent through hearts their beauty’s darts And now are all the rage! We do agree that these sweet three Are riches rare to know, And more than fair of … Continue reading →

What are year-birds? Sparrows are. All year long they flit and sing No matter what the weathers bring. They’re like strong men who travel on Through ice and heat, night and dawn. They don’t despair if it’s not fair, Or … Continue reading →

When muscle torn does give your body woe, And Age trips in to take the place of Youth, Let mental strength then tell him, “No, no, no, My soul’s still singing with its sacred truth.” The flesh may weaken, joints … Continue reading →

Cat and mouse is just a game Which mouse is always losing. To the cat we give no blame; She takes it easy, cruising. If mice would only exercise And run a little faster, Or lift up weights like Mighty … Continue reading →

Once, I walked upon a mountain’s ridge While cloudy skies spread purplish, pinkish, green. These colors meshed and mixed, then drew apart As cloud fell into cloud and rolled around. I stopped, looked down and saw a steel bridge, The … Continue reading →

When memory comes, and lays within my hands Its treasures of the past, I wonder such could be. Did I do that and this? Were these from me? With some of effort I recall the faint times sweet, And barely … Continue reading →

Patters the tattering rain so lightly; Pattering, pattering, pit, pat, pit. Sit i here and hear it hit; Pattering, pattering, pit, pat, pit. Not too fast and not too slow, it Never throws a wild fit. Steady, steady’s the word … Continue reading →

Let love come easy, Let love come slow; Nor say too much, Nor shout too loud; But keep it light, Though strongly vowed. If live you would In joy, not woe, Let love come gently, Let love come slow. You’d … Continue reading →

The snow falls on the statue Love; she takes No heed of this, but only plays her harp And sings her quiet song. Beyond her there The marble war-god, loving his sure aim, Is ready to release his anger on … Continue reading →

Woke from sleep and it was dawning; Tied my shoes, went out to day. Every step led me to twilight; Now it’s night; I hit the hay. Somewhere between there was a something. What could it be? Oh, it was … Continue reading →

Charity, Charity, your name is Charity, And yet you won’t give me a kiss. “My first name’s Charity, but middle is this: Don’t-give-a-thing-you-will-miss.” Then what is your last name, Charity dear; What is your last name? Tell. “Why, it echoes … Continue reading →

Rain. Water-grapes for gaping mouth Of she, not young, not old; Drinking, stamping on the grapes, Splashing, laughing, bold. She twirls around to catch the grapes On forehead, nose and cheeks, And on the tongue between her lips Where gushing … Continue reading →

Oh, where are the working men working today; Working for pleasure, working for pay? Up on the bridges, out in the mines, Pushing right through with their true designs. Oh, where are the bosses, with orders to give, Giving the … Continue reading →