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...

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 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...

‘Rusted Old Bobwire’, a poem by Kirby Jonas

Rusted Old Bobwire  I’ve hated you, you doggone cuss—you cut apart my range; You’re an ugly scar upon a land that didn’t need no change. I hate to say this kind of thing—it tends to tell my age But I was here upon this land when it was only sage. Heck, I can tell you...