Latigo Lines are what I call “saddle poems” Short, about all I can remember from a work day… Chuckwallas Chuckwallas do not sing. Their voices across the desert do not ring. They whisper little, they cannot shout, in a sound bite world, Chuckwalla’s are left out. Gophers Gophers look up from their holes and don’t […]

Sour Bunnies? Rank… is the word for it… Critters have their good years Some years they have it bad. The deer sometimes run everywhere, some years, one cannot be had. This year, it’s a billion bunnys boundin’ thru the grass. A zillion coyotes couldn’t eat the blooming, bunny biomass. The county side can’t feed ‘em. […]

It all looked a lot like this… With thanks to Nick Eggenhoffer The Legend of Borax Charlie The air turned blue, the sky turned black, buzzards staggered as they flew, Borax Charlie cussed his mules to hell, it was the only way they knew. Take the traces up, strain the chains, roll the wagons straight […]

This is just a cowboy fantasy… or mebbe it’s real, I don’t really remember. See if any of it feels right to you. Could be you’re a cowboy too… Once a year we round ‘em up, to give the Remuda some new blood. We’ll catch some mares and a few to geld, we might get […]