Best New Mexico Poems

William Bonny AKA Billy The Kid
A Tale Of Billy The Kid
By Robert Gorelick

“Quien esta?”

Bang!  It’s over, 
you’re a legend now, 
Billy.

Born in Hell’s Kitchen...

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©1996 RICO LEFFANTA

THE 4TH GA-AN RISES FROM THE FLAMES IN AN APACHE RITUAL OLDER THAN RELIGIONS BROUGHT TO THE “New World” FROM THE “old world”—Apache...

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So strange this land, old and yet young.
Where is this place of tall green trees,
and grey-haired men in unknown tongue?
they must have traveled summer's breeze.

Adobe...

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I’ll ride away from city life,
from the dingy brown of smog
and the mixing in of gray
with the white of tule fog.
Escaping black of pavement,
to New...

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The Franklin Mountains are a succession of jagged peaks, as if the earth had sprouted the spiny backbone of a monstrous, petrified beast. Each tip...

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With just a little coaxing I can remember when
Excitement ruled my early days when you'd come home again.
I was a boy, just seven or eight...

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Ashes and Thirst

Evil comes in all shapes, and all sizes. 
We have all heard this many times... before. 
But how truly large, or small can...

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Let me explain the numbers I see
The first chart illustrates the five states that flipped
Notice how close the totals are
So, when folks dismiss the evidence...

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I riffle through memories of days gone
    Like a junkyard of photo boxes
        When viewing...

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Time is the mask that all memories wear,
  as feelings age within

Time is the bridge where eternity walks,
  each footstep to begin

Time is...

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Science can’t save you, neither can religion,
at least Popper and Niebuhr, philosophers and poets,
are entertainers, which is why actors and athletes
are paid so much. Thanks...

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Five in the morning
Orange and red glow in the east
A new day is born

A single rain drop
Looks to be the final straw
Now the flood begins

Albuquerque...

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Heading east, after Arizona,
through New Mexico and past
the wide Lone Star state,
greens shade from dull to bright.
The desert was pale pastels
and heat devoid of moisture.
Here,...

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Sleeping Porch

Light bulbs strung like stars made their way from the camp house down to the dock.  We had two old boats tied up...

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I've seen the Rocky Mountains
From Alberta to New Mexico
Heavenly reaching cathedrals
Rock walls like stained glass windows
Death Valley's crystalline sands
Sparkle like moonlit seas
Red orange cactus roses
Saguaro...

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