Field of Dreams
When you’re the last one standing will you rise or fall? Will you sell your saddle or sit up in it tall? These times are getting wild and wooly you might say, more folks you meet keep their hat but have no livestock out to graze. Instead of crops growing on your...
Common Senses
A Poem by Kathleen Rossi © 2026 Sun risesDust is stirredSpirit wakes to the Living word Horse whispersCattle callMetal tickles the spur rowel Round biscuitsBreakfast plateCoffee pouring for the day Soft scratchesTight bootsEyes tingle as I read Good News Salt to...
Anatomy of a Miracle
A Poem by Kathleen Rossi © 2026 New life on an ancient page the coffin bone pressing down. There it stayed buried for three days; death would make no sound Four feet on a trip to take news that would bring the light. What was once cold and dead now steadily...
One accord or division?
A Poem by Kathleen Rossi 'Not again' I sighed as I scrolled down, I read on as a furrow lifts my crown Mighty hot down here wouldn’t ya say- Rage baitin our pards open book front page? Like the only form of feeling is by provoking Lettin it all hang out like we don’t...