The problem is, Not the oil, Not the heat, Not the surface,…
I was born in Nyssa Oregon while my parents who were farm workers were picking cherries and working in the potato fields in Idaho.I grew up in Mission Texas and attended Mission High scool where I first attempted to write poetry. While in high school I had two poems published in Focus magazine, 'What is War in 1972' and The Clouds' IN 1973. I have been in public service in my home town of Alton Texas as city alderman, police commissioner and mayor pro tem, I love to play chess, play the guitar, cook and my other true love, fishing. My first love has and always will be my wife Elvira McAllen who against her better judgement decided to say yes when I asked her to marry me in 1973. We have six children Two marines two musicians a teacher an my youngest who still is undecided on what to do with his life he is currently goofing off in California in the place I love so much The Mojave Desert. I lived in California for a year and fell in love with the Mojave Desert that surrounded my sons home in Twenty Nine Palms, and I wrote a lot of poems about the desert, they are all my favorites, because they are all actual experiances. My favorite words are not from a poet they are from a band named named Diamond Rio, (one more day, one more time, one more sunset baby and I'd be satisfied) I love anything country. Recently I had a scare with my heart, and I realized life is so short. So I will try my hand at a few more things, including free verse and some haiku.)
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I rememember 17th street Before the tower. My uncles cantina One block over on 18th.…
In 1961 I asked my dad, Papi, when will 1961 come back? He said'Juanito, please don't feel bad, But 1961 won't ever come back.'…
It had a 289 and four on the floor, Mickey Thompsons all around. At nineteen I couldn't ask for more, It's wheels barely touched the ground.…
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Sitting in my front yard, A mockingbird fell from a tree. And I couldn't see it in my heart, To just sit there and let him be.…
</>A bad day of fishing, Can go a long way. It beats a good day of work, Any old day.…
A beautiful blue sky, Fluffy clouds floating by. Voices raised in song, There is a great calm over all.…
Lets have a beer, I'll even buy, Lets have a cold longneck. Here at the bar, I'll even try, Not to be a nervous wreck.…
But I can't do this, But I can't do that. I just know I'll miss, But I'm just too fat.…
A bird in the birdbath splashing around, Failed to notice the cat, sneaking up on the ground. Happily splashing in the little birdbath, He became susceptible to the felines wrath.…
</></>Life has cruel twists and turns, But somewhere along the road, We all find a bit of happiness. I did and I'm supposing you did too.…
A black cloud pregnant, With rain, drifting o'r the land, Brings joy once again.…
A blanket of gray covers the sky, With lighter patches, few and far between. Gloomy, overcast, from horizon, to horizon.…
What kind of God asks for blood, And makes men mindless slaves. That they bury children, neath the sod, And then go hide in caves.…
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