There is something about the prairies
That’s different from anywhere else Read more
Category: Poetry
You Know
You know your momma was deep south if
You ate okra
In Shrimp Gumbo or
Fried crisp or stewed and in soup
Or with rice Read more
Fall
When the hint of cool fills the dawn
And the summer heat starts to fade Read more
Collie
A collie casts
To gather sheep
Its purpose known
Its will pristine Read more
The Band
They are a band
Of determined souls
With a common goal
To make a bird dog
Truly grand
Twenty odd trainer-handlers
At any time across the land
Engaged full time in the major circuit all-age game
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Escape
What is a perfect escape from our worries?
I know but one
To hunt grouse with a son
And one or two bird dogs you share
You do not have to bag birds
You only need to go forth together
Where grouse live and enjoy the prospect
Watch your dogs search ahead Read more
My Good Luck
I look back
Across decades
Of a grand life
With joy and gratitude
And for no part more
Than my bird dog field trial life
Which began modest but became grand Read more
The Dog To Do It…continued
And you ride to his call
And there stands your dog high and tight
Will it stay when you flush
After three usually no
Your scout knows that well
Was why he called point
But nothing to do
But flush Read more
The Dog To Do It
Where the dog goes
Only where it should
Deep forward and using the wind
To find game at the end of a half-mile cast at the top of a hill Read more
Pete and Big Jack
I wish
I could see once more
Pete Hicks turn loose Big Jack
At Chinquapin where he won in ‘87 Read more