Long Trapper Poems

I smell like pencils in September.
After they’ve been brought to that…to the machine hanging on the closet wall where our coats, our boots, our bags, and nonsense lived.

You stared me in the eyes, since the...

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6 miles up river Arikara are encountered,
they are a people of amenable disposition and are agrarians,
they chuckle with sympathy as we inform them of our grizzly confrontation
and they tell us that disease had forced them...

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Night one on the new river, the campfire is spirited
and the future appears hospitable,
everyone has their rations, everybody is resting their pride
for on an expedition epic to each man and for a republic as well
souls...

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The Great Falls of the northern Plains is actually a chain of five seperate waterfalls
varying in height and majesty extending over 12 miles,
they also confirm that the right river was chosen,
we had hoped that the...

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We briefly meet the Mandan Chief Big White
in the village center where the animals are sacraficed,
couples wed, and disputes are dealt with,
he is a massive, and portly man
and is wearing a headdress that spreads to...

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I felt the tingling sensation of the ice crumbling my feet. The way the snow capped pines glimmer in beauty calm me with ease, yet still…I am lost in the wilderness. Too far from home,...

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The Trapper


Through the deepest snow, I somehow carry myself forward.
In a biting cold wind that blows me back.
No other sound to be heard.
I have to find an animal to put in my knapsack.


With boots of...

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V.
She knew he was right, and had little choice,
winter had set in, travel was hard,
but Reid had killed elk, frozen meat to spare,
the ponds he worked were never that far.

Mink kept her guard up when...

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Alaskan wilderness, a beautiful sight, holds grave danger when you go it alone.
It was freezing cold one night when Frank’s unwanted adventure began. 
He had left early that Sunday morn, before an unexpected blizzard moved...

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Fun fact ...got a birth mark the size and color of a watermelon seed on the right lower cheek of my butt.
Hence my theme song she's got a freckle on her butt but she's purdy.Now...

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It was back in nineteen-nineteen
when Timlin Rivers checked his traps,
by one he found just a weasel skin,
did not know what to make of that.

Why would bother to raid a trap
but leave the pricey skin behind?
Who’d...

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He shrugged and said,”If you’ve no home
I guess you could stay for a while.
But you will have to learn the traps,
and that means many cold miles.”

Bill answered back, between fast bites,
“I’ll work hard if it...

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A Man of Strength and Courage


(A Man Of Beauty And Respect)

A True Story

Who was he? He called himself the
unknown Poet, my great great great
grandmother's uncle Joe. He lived
a long exciting life, loving one woman
in time...

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Ah Frontiera, here we are at your last, you've thrown a rod, your life lies black
on oily ground - all this snow and you're a mobile no longer; so I must walk.

It's cold, and now...

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Trekking The Unwary 

The beauty of this day, or is it the night
Cynical her way,  Alaskans weathers her blight
The touch of her nature, the chills from her bite
Broken mobile, lost alone, this plane of...

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* * *

The trapper looked for the oddly-dressed man,
but could no longer see him, or his tent.
He glanced around, so supremely confused,
now where the devil had that darned fool went?

He searched along the whole of...

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Eamon heard the rocks skitter away,
scree tumbling down with his every step,
descending from towering Mount Gilborne,
to a lake below where he could rest.

He knew a spot to set up his new tent,
where the conifers came...

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LOOK AT EM CRAWLING...

At the old Darreel pub out near Mungindi....
Trapper Joe he rode up, he come from Boggabri...
The DTs were bad with this poor old bugger Jack...
Look at em crawling he did mutter ...
And...

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My Shoe Collection


Shoes

Nice if you have them

Shoes

There is love
There is happiness
When the next path of your journey
You take with shoes on your feet


Shoes

I am coming out of the closet
I am not a woman
But I do...

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African embodied in a birth of a nation,
I do apologize for my lateness in my African time
To the only goddess of Mother Nature in her smell of sweet
Grains of mountainous African mahogany, fruits; mahlatswa, ditshidi.

Picking...

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The full moon and milky snow illuminate the nighttime landscape I found myself lost on the mountain. 

   I have to make a choice. Looking for the North Star I placed a stick...

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The full moon and milky snow illuminate the nighttime landscape I found myself lost on the mountain. 

   I have to make a choice. Looking for the North Star I placed a stick...

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II.
Through long hills and dense forest,
Slocumb’s dogs pulled the sleigh.
Faint traces of Red Billing’s trail
guided Dan along the way.

He found the frozen Indian,
torn apart by many scavengers.
He said then a silent prayer,
since he couldn’t bury...

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Junction point
Nobody knew I am on the road
Except for Ronda,

I had new responsibilities,
The money helped to  survive with food, heat, and electricity,

Every Monday
I go back to the bush, and she takes care of the...

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Darkness seeps through stately pines,
outside this home-made, tar-paper shack.
It’s two AM, and I cannot sleep again,
so I gaze out into the black.
I feel a relaxing sense of peace,
and while it may be no normal thing,
I’ve...

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