Walk’n behind a bird dog
Is my therapy
For whatever ails me
Whether it’s bein’ broke
Or heart broke
Or just blue Read more
Walk’n Behind
Category: Poetry
If You Ever
If you ever as a boy Shot at a grouse or quail Over a dog pointed You know the thrill For some that thrill persists And becomes a way of life An escape from countless worries A way to capture joy And for a few The connection with the dog Becomes the thing And bird dog field trials come to dominate The beauty of the country Where game birds live Read more
Remembering Ted
He was unforgettable
Indefatigable
Irrepressible
Unconquerable Read more
Out of the Blues
When I was a young man
Long, long ago
I had troubles up the wazoo
Money troubles and other troubles Read more
Mr. Ted
I loved Ted Baker like all of us
‘Cause he loved us in spite of us
He gave us a place that was ideal
To run the Sunshine and the Florida for 60 years Read more
If You Want to Win at Chinquapin
If you want to win at Chinquapin
Bring a dog with nose and hunt
One that hits the cover hard
But floats across the sand Read more
When You Sell the Farm
When you sell the farm you grew up on
A part of your heart goes with the deed
And you mourn the loss and in bed you toss
For months after the sad closing day Read more
What’s This?
What’s This?
You ask.
Just the best hour field trial course
In all Quaildom Read more
End of the Season
Another season ending
The quail pairing off
Dogs and horses road weary
Handlers and scouts wore out
They’ve been on the road
Since August
Starting up north
Hauling dogs and horses
To new grounds week by week Read more
February Oaks
In February oaks I seek When I am feeling old and weak In groves they lift bare limbs to pray To celebrate a cold clear day Alone they spread strong branches wide In symmetry on every side Winds shake last acorns to the ground By birds and mammals to be found Turkey grouse and bobwhite quail Deer squirrel and mouse on them prevail I will endure oaks say to me Read more