Don’t Shoot Me, I’m Only The Piano Player

Don’t Shoot Me, I’m Only the Piano Player

I would think by now
We would have retired the gun,
Not a few, not some
But all of them,

Since the beginning of time
We have been working on better
Ways to kill each other,
As there is no heaven on earth,
Decision makers
Pulling triggers
Reaching out and touching someone,

If you are small
You can be big,
If you are afraid
You can be brave,
If you are cold
You can be cold blooded,
If you have been wronged
You can be vengeful,
And if you are careless
You will be… regretful,

The list goes on and on and on,

I would think by now
We would have retired the gun
I know now, it’s not so,
Smith and Wesson
Always make the
Late show…


November Gave Back…


November Gave Back…

November gave back a couple of days,
I put one in my back pocket
For safe keeping,

On this day
You could find me at the lake,
On the beach and then on the rocks
Near the tracks and on the bluffs,
Next to the green pines as they reached for the sky
Better than most but never quite enough, no worries as
The sunshine bridged the gap,

I always hate to leave this place as
December winds will keep me inside,
I will find my way back, just as the geese do
With a spring in my step, back up the mountain side,
Tomorrow may find me looking for my hat and gloves
And buying salt for the driveway,
But those are not my concerns
At least not for today,

One late fall day is not to be wasted
As one lazy summer day might meet such a fate,
I can’t say fresh snow on green pine trees is not beautiful
But I rather it wait,

November gave back a couple of days…



Turn, Turn, Turn…

03-22-16 Southern Illionis 147_Snapseed

Turn, Turn, Turn…

I can turn,

Like a flower in the spring
Like a leaf in the fall,
Like a diamond on a ring
Until I have seen them all,

I can turn,

Like a bend in the river
Like a trail in the woods,
Like lead into silver
If I only could,

I can turn,

Away from the wind and the rain
Away from the sorrow and the pain
The forever tears,
That may stain
My face
If I let them,

I can turn,

To the breeze and to the sun
To the joy and to the fun
The forever tears,
That may stain
My face
If I let them,

I can turn…


03-22-16 Southern Illionis 152_Snapseed

Run Run Away

063016 goodman mcclinntock , veterans 312_Snapseed

Run Run Away

Summer asked me to come
Out and play,
I politely declined
As I was too busy anyway,

“Planes to catch and bills to pay”
I borrowed that; I will give it back someday,
Someday always asks when?
I never have the answer,

Summer says she will wait a little longer,

I ran away last night
But did not get far,
Hitched my fate
On a shooting star
And fell home,

Summer said good night
With a whisper
On the breeze…


062916 marinette waterfalls 416_Snapseed

Waterfall Part Three

062916 marinette waterfalls 059_Snapseed

Waterfall:Part Three

A waterfall doesn’t care
If I’m there or not,
Wouldn’t even notice if
It’s cool or if it’s hot,
But the thunderous spray on a
June’s last summer day
Will not soon be,



062916 marinette waterfalls 105_Snapseed

Birch Trees


Birch Trees…

Most days are the same
minutes rush to hours
playing a fool’s game,
The phone rings, the email sings,
the people come and go,
I reckon so,

Some moments stay
finding their way
into my soul,
Birch trees frosted
with yellow leaves
lined up in a row,
I reckon so,

Sunshine on my shoulder
and rock river boulders
covered with a fresh snow,
I reckon so,

Time is not going to let me get out of here alive,
Waiting to strike me down at any time,
I’m taking birch trees frosted with yellow leaves
With me when I go,

I reckon so…



Summer Can’t Wait

070515 black river falls 027_Snapseed

Summer Can’t Wait

The strawberries have all been picked
Some made into jam and others went into the freezer,
Enjoyed over ice cream and short cake,
But summer, summer can’t wait,

The fireworks lit up the evening sky,
For one night only,
Little kids waved sparkers
As the flag came by,
Later the sun sat beautifully by the lake
But summer, summer can’t wait,

Little leaguers won championships under the lights
And Derek Jeter played in his last All Star game,
Concerts were being held on the square, just up from State
But summer, summer can’t wait,

Seasons come and seasons go,
Some a little too fast
Can you make them go slow?
Enjoy every moment, before it’s too late
Because summer… summer can’t wait…


070515 black river falls 032_Snapseed