Haiku he called it
I want to do that I thought
Who cares if it’s lousy
Haiku he called it
I want to do that I thought
Who cares if it’s lousy
Little ditty ’bout
Jack and Diane who lived past
The thrill of living
Once mighty river
Spanned dammed and nearly dried up
I’m crossing you now

Baptist and Savior
In a river like this one
Watched the trains go by

Old man and iPhone
Jesus Mary and Joseph
Monk and Indian

Ocean To Ocean
Grandiose name for a bridge
In a hot desert

Hope it don’t happen
But it sure could couldn’t it
Damned Oppenheimer

3:10 to Yuma
There’s no getting out of here
Not dead or alive

He was all alone
When He kicked the Devil’s ass
Yay badass Jesus

My hat goes where it
Wants to go just so long as
I AM there with it

Amazing Grace that
Saved my wretched soul may it
Save yours too dear friend