The senior judge
Six feet four
Sits astride his mount
Watches two black scouts
Lead up two pointers
Kneel beside them
Stroke their backs
Whisper in their ears Read more
Turn ‘em Loose
Category: Poetry
Thanksgiving Mornings ~ Spices for Farmers
Thanksgiving Mornings
Had special meaning
For me
In my childhood
My father and I rose early
After breakfast of shredded wheat
With sliced bananas
Topped with thick cream
From the neck
Of a glass quart bottle
Of Mr. Gardner’s
Unpasteurized unhomogenized milk Read more
Talkin’ to my Scout Horse
Whoa, Dan
My boot’s in the stirrup
Whoa Dan,
There goes our dog
Whoa, Dan
I spur him lightly
Rein him right slightly
He sees our dog Read more
Growing Our Own
Growing our own
Was vital to life
When I was young
But now lost in the fog
Of history
Like “putting up”
Meaning planting picking then
Shucking shelling snapping
And canning Read more
The Sweetest Sound
What is your favorite sound?
Mine comes each winter dawn
At a special place
Tom Baker Senior found
After battles gainst Japan Read more
Perfect Race
Have you ever handled
A perfect race?
One where your dog goes
To every bird-blessed place
Where the front’s
All he wants to seek
And he reaches for it
In one constant sweep Read more
First Placement
It was likely at
A one course trial
Held on a weekend
Close to home
Read more
Call Em Back
Of all the words
I hate to hear
We are calling back two
Are the worst by far Read more
A Questionable Entry
We turned him loose
On “27” at 1:15
He cast to front
Was soon unseen
But Lordy Me
Our
Sung out far right
And it was he on point at 10 Read more
When I Was Young
When I was young
Til I grew old
I got my joy
From dogs afield
Dogs seeking birds
To point with style Read more