THE WEST by Baxter Black They don’t call it Death Valley for nuthin’ And coyotes don’t make a good pet But livin’ out here with the griz and the deer you pretty much take what you get And the Rockies have shoulders like granite They’re big and they make their own rules So take what […]THE …
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© 2020, Jessica Hedges VANISHING BREED? by Baxter Black They call ‘em a vanishing breed. They write books and take pictures and talk like they’re all dyin’ out. Like dinosaurs goin’ to seed But that’s my friends yer talkin’ about. Like Tex from Juniper Mountain. He carved out a way of life where only the […] …
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© Jessica Hedges TWO GOOD FRIENDS by Ken Cook I’ll tell this one straightforward and try not to leave undone, the building of a friendship I watched while being spun. The scene, a grassy horse trap on a crisp October day after men had saddled up and rode out on their way. I spied a […] …
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THE CREAK OF THE LEATHER by Bruce Kiskaddon (1878-1950) It’s likely that you can remember A corral at the foot of a hill Some mornin’ along in December When the air was so cold and so still. When the frost lay as light as a feather And the stars had jest blinked out and […] via …
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‘The Meeting of the Waters’ Thomas Moore There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet; O, the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart. Yet it was not that Nature… via …
Hidden beneath soil, shrouded in mystery You began pushing up Up to the sun Growing higher, higher I wait impatiently for you I watch You unfurl so slowly Disguising your glory Not much longer now I wait to gaze upon your beauty Emerging Soon, soon, you will be here Dahlia
Birds have inspired some of the most moving and insightful art and literature in history. Consider the following insightful and moving poem from English poet John Clare (1793 – 1864): The Yellowhammer’s Nest BY JOHN CLARKE Just by the wooden brig a bird flew up, Frit by the cowboy as he scrambled down To reach […] …
We are thrilled to share our first Horus submissions! Thank you to Mark Labarre for his poetry entry, “You Knew Us Before We Met“, and to Claire Longworth for her essay “A second chance at forever home”, about her sweet Renee. Please click here to read these wonderfully written submissions! via Reader’s Submissions to Horus — …
…then submit your work to Horus! BirbObserver welcomes your writing and artwork about your own bird, wild birds – basically, anything about birds – real, fictional, mythical, etc. Send us your poetry, short essays, short stories, artwork, etc., and we’ll post it on our Horus page for all to appreciate! Email your submissions to birbobserver@gmail.com …
The Northern Herper 