Nature Range Poems

Oh, my Red-Crested Cardinal Range
You have made me want to change.
To love the shrubs, grass and trees
To love the foxes and the bees.

The sky is...

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There’s only so many ways I can write a song
about a cowboy riding his horse cross the range
Are there any new words I can use...

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*** SINGING MEMORIES ***

“Many days you have lingered around my cabin door.
Hard times, come again no more.” **

A memory came flying through to me this...

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The cold wind of the Antarctic
Cut any warmth from the sun
We have come to measure the world warming 
That has been melting the ice away...

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on the other side of a twenty-seven mile wide mountain range
is a place to go where no cars and cycles buzz behind me
where the dusk...

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To hunt and fish is considered ruthless,
Deemed by some a blood sport of pure pleasure.
Arguments against are often toothless.
Necessity is not hard to measure.

Gathering has...

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amidst grassy slope
                      ...

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In these dark days of war and death, in these days of turmoil and change—
In these days of political correctness, it sure does seem strange,
How...

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On a Charlie Russell range under royal Montana skies,
Pale Shoshones and bison bones bring tears to old squaw’s eyes.
A purple wash of prairie sun slides...

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