Best Stoves Poems

A nation of peace,a nation of pride
A nation that's spread far and wide.
A nation of hope,a nation of joy,
Thats free for all, man,women ,girl and...

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Water wives live sheltered lives
Amongst the coves where pirates rove

Daily catch is makers match
Where red hot stoves hide fresh baked loaves

Water men are thick and...

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The man on the porch looks out
over his property and towards his daughter.
Nervousness seeps through her plum-dark flesh.
Each eye contact signposts a wicked meditation.
Women are...

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I came from a place of bean pots and tea pots
I love my trusty three-decade old crock pot
One holer, two holer, three holer, four
Another kind...

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Poetry Knows

Where poet goes
when poet needs
A line of prose

Which word comes best 
on top of rest 
before its born 
in womb of next

Where uncooked prose
in...

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    "Incense Infuses Autumn Air"



aromatic incense infuses
brisk winds billow golden leaves dance
sweet potato pie baking
scent of chestnuts roasting
marshmallows graze flame
Autumn cupcakes
chilly breeze
delights
air.

air
inhales
pumpkin...

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Aspen, ponderosa pine, blue spruce
pink glacier-cut rock, scree, ravens
gray jay, peregrine falcon, hawk.

We climb to 11,000 feet in three days, 
camp at Lawn Lake for...

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I have seen Millennia in
and now its twenty fifty
I somehow made my century
rejoycing with my family.

It has passed it seems
in the mere eye blink. 
Now...

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Yesterday, I happened upon a quaint, old-time country store.
I felt I was reliving my youth as I trod its squeaky wooden floor!
The sights and smells...

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THE AWAKENING

It was midnight that I laid still
and breath had filtered down
An open book - a nagging fly
will wait for me until

bestirred at morning’s knock
when...

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The sword of hunger
snips the squeak 
of the intestine,
which is like a cry
of a new born baby,
from my stomach.

Chop! Chop!
All chefs!
To cook! To cook!
You must...

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In Praise of Modern Technology

By Elton Camp

When a fellow has been around lots of days
It’s the good old times he’s expected to praise

Sure, in some...

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Young Raymond worked the bakery
was up 'bout ten to three.
Just eighteen, still in high school he
had dreams of flying free.

He worked as hard as most...

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This poem was inspired by the interviews by Earl K. Pollon and S. S. Matheson conducted with native Sekanni peoples who were negatively effected by...

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This new age technology
Have me confuse I must confess
Cause while I spending more money
Everything else is getting less

I will give you some example
Hope you don’t...

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