Dallas Ford, a poem by Kirby Jonas

Dallas Ford, a poem by Kirby Jonas

  Dallas Ford He was killing mad, was Dallas Ford, When Tim Nettles was robbed that day He believed in justice by the sword, And the man who fled would pay. Old Sheriff Briggs was laid up hard When the dirty deed was done; So Dallas gathered the crowd around When he’d...
Campfire, a Poem by Kirby Jonas

Campfire, a Poem by Kirby Jonas

Campfire Campfire glowing in the night, You cast out demons with your light. You’ve warmed my soul, soothed heart and hands, In shadowed coves or aspen stands. Fireflies from your soul wing high, Like tiny candles, t’ward the sky. I’ve heard your voice recite its...
Mesteño, a poem by Kirby Jonas

Mesteño, a poem by Kirby Jonas

Mesteño Sagebrush paints the prairie, as far as the eye can see; Rolling hills and tall blue mountains, where the rivers still run free. There’s a pinkish glow on dawn-born clouds and a freshness in the sky; Lupine and showy daisies dot the grass and soothe the eye....