Weekends in Bush Valley
Always flannel, mouthing big cigars, and coffee, In the cold, smoke would rise from a few. Sawdust and dirty dogs, Not insulting, just talking, they were barking, There was cussing at ideas, and the...
View ArticleLock and Dam No. 7
On a boat close an expansive dam A boy accompanied an Old Man Fishing for hours cold hands Only to have come up few clams The river remained rough Water spray wet brown splash Bubbles in the water...
View ArticleDriving Around Town
Driving around town in a small truck What is black and spots of rust Casually burning off dewed steam Cruising around amidst a day-dream Remotely relaxed at assigned red stop Cautiously avoiding few...
View ArticleNo Frac, No Question
When our drinking waters have been set aflame, and we’ve destroyed our pristine rolling bluffs; the people of the Coulee Region will be ashamed, while the mining corporations won’t have enough. * No...
View ArticleRiverside for the Fourth
How interesting that fireworks now bring us together when they represent devices that once tore us apart. -Terry Scott Niebeling *** here, 10pm, crowds on spread tarps and chairs, thoughtfully placed...
View Articlecoulee region, 6 am
The rounded mesas were verdant sheen in predawn hue and to the east steam plumes were standing tall and the sun when it rose caught river currents in the fore so that they came entwined to one another...
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