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....
A Tear Fell, 09-11, a poem by Kirby Jonas

A Tear Fell, 09-11, a poem by Kirby Jonas

                         A Tear Fell   A tear fell, and was heard around the world. Morning broke, bright and clear. A new day, full of hope, full of promise. Fathers, mothers, sons, daughters— Family. They kissed, they hugged, they said goodbye. They would meet...
The Buster, a poem by Kirby Jonas

The Buster, a poem by Kirby Jonas

  The Buster He told us he was a buster—a twister for ten years now; In fact, he said, every bronc he’d rode he’d gentled right down like a plow. He could bust anything with eyes and hair—train it to pull or ride; And if any dumb puncher dared say different, he’d...