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wind-shear snaps the cottonwood’s spine~
a bruised sky bleeds indigo ink.
dust devils whirl like dervishes gone feral.
cattle low, low, lowing--panic against barbed wire.
thermometer mercury plummets like a shot crow.
tin roofs shudder under sudden hail.
then: silence. Absolute.
the world holds its breath in blue.
Freid Manoes and Oysters
with waffles and fried leeks
with bacon and maple gravy.
That Ole Gal tried
to stuff us up like hogs.
Man the boudin was meaty,
the burgers beefy
sipping wine
feelin soothed and satified!
Right that one down:
think bout using it!
I thought that leomey cream cheese
was bit norther
but it worked good wit dah maple gravy
ya'll! Ohh we, nuts for all!
Can't keep queit
when the sound is groovin
shakin it up and down
keep my body movin
aint no party like
the ones with you
tell me what we gonna do
I want the morning
wiff you
I want the night to stay
and last alittle longer
so we can always be in love you see.
Maybe I’ll Go For A Walk
David J Walker
Maybe I’ll go
For a walk
Old men think such thoughts
About
How to spend time on
A cold December morn
Maybe I’ll walk
In the park
Disembark in a different
form
Same land different
Time
When the park was
Mine
And my friends
No ends to the things
We could do
Even if a blue
Norther came in
Maybe I’ll go
For a mile
And maybe a mile more
One mile
every day
until I need not
go away
anymore
crumbling foundation
leaning precariously
blue norther blowing
The snow was blowin' and the cows roamed free
Outside Amarillo in fifty three.
It was Christmas eve, my fingers was froze -
I swore and cussed at this life I had chose.
Then, of a sudden, there appeared this sleigh.
He said,"Howdy, boys, I have lost my way!"
I laughed at this fat man rubbin' his toes,
And said,"Old Timer, where's Rudolph's red nose?"
He said,"Son,in fog he saved my gizzard,
But he ain't no help in a blowin' blizzard."
I was surprised that this really was him,
Told him that I'd help and my name was Jim.
I said,"Santa, this wind's from the North Pole,
We call it a Blue Norther sure as your soul!"
He said, "Well I'll go home buckin' this wind,
Ain't sure I'll see this Panhandle again."
He must have changed his mind come the next year.
Left me a note and a six pack of beer.
So you see, my son, Santa's on his way.
You get to sleep..tomorrow's Christmas Day.
12/10/2017
A cuddlesome babe when
The norther came
Wind-brushed cheeks,
She cried.
Mama pulled over a blanket on her face,
Ducked her own snooded head
Walked toward home
And warmth.
Off to school another day,
Another norther slashed her tender legs,
Shirley Temple curls blew wildly,
She learned her abc's.
Another norther another time,
She held hands with her football player,
Northers' winds unfelt,
She was in love.
A mother now, she cups another,
A cuddlesome babe in pink,
Pulling a blanket over her tears,
She drives a car to chocolate.
Northers came and northers went,
And bitter winter winds,
She's a babe again,
Winter winds can't blow on her.
And she sleeps to their singing
Dreams of blossoms and springs,
Sweet water-flowing springs,
Winter winds making music.
Translucent and absorbing light
Opaline and burning
A piece of farther norther glass
Death and nightmares earning
Silhouetted against the dawn
Flashing in mid-sun’s light
Laying on the burning sand
A crystal piece of night
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I live in a place called Canada
where it's always hot or cold
Our bodies adjust accordingly to the freeze or burn of toes.
We have four season's unlike the rest,
and id say its quiet a scene,
But when you're here you cherish the sites
for there's so much to do and see.
We speak Enlgish- We speak French , and not one is all the same
But we do our best in hopes to include all equally just the same.
Up here in norther Canada we do all we can do
but when it's minus fifty eight we're also inside too.
Sometimes it's hot and sometimes it's not, in upper Canada
That's why we try to stay outside- when our weather is just right.
Canada can be the place to be
If its meant for you.
You'll stay with us and all the rest
All just because you want too.
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