“YOU CAN’T HIT THE BARN”
YOU CAN'T HIT THE BARN
SMALL TOWN SCHOOLYARD BALL DIAMOND
Of the 28 wood buildings in our town
some were listed by a 'specific' noun.
Four were...
Easter Sunrise Service at Hollywood Bowl
Easter Sunrise Service at Hollywood Bowl
By Orv Alveshere
OUTDOOR WORSHIP IMPRESSIVE FOR THOUSANDS
Several interesting tickets came to my desk at work,
Where my soldier duty was the...
A CAROLING WE WILL GO
A CAROLING WE WILL GO
by Orv Alveshere
GIDDYUP JINGLE HORSE
Ask country folks, they have gone caroling since way back when.
I like to think back in...
SAILOR’S LETTERS TO/FROM HOME
SAILOR’S LETTERS TO/FROM HOME
Boot Camp, Then Out to Sea
Dear Mom,
It seems like only yesterday I unsaddled my horse,
Patted my dog’s head, gave hugs, boarded...
STRANGE VOICES: WERE THEY SPYING MARTIANS?
STRANGE VOICES: WERE THEY SPYING MARTIANS?
VOICES CAME WAFTING OVER THE HILL
It must have been in July, June or May.
Such a strange tale I heard...
KOHLRABI GETS NO RESPECT
KOHLRABI GETS NO RESPECT
DEJA VIEW OF VEGGIE PRODUCE PLATTER
"Who threw the overalls in Mrs Murphy's chowder?"
Nobody answered so she hollered all the louder.
Who...
Knee-High to a Dapple Gray Team
Knee-High to a Dapple Gray Team
TOO SMALL TO PICK EGGS?
Some hens laid their eggs in the horse manger;
But to gather the eggs, would pose...
Tribute to Lyle Glass and his Medora
SOME HORSE DAYS SURPASS OTHERS
--By Orv Alveshere--
A BEAUTIFUL HORSE AND CHILDREN'S DAY--
A bustling 1800’s cowtown had been lovingly restored.
Now a summer highlight, they won...
I Admire the Grain Buyer
I Admire the Grain Buyer
BLESSED ARE THE PEACEMAKERS
Tall grain elevators in ev'ry rural town.
They cast a long evening shadow at sundown.
Lessons in peacemaking from...
Making Wooden Christmas Toys
Making Wooden Christmas Toys
I’M CALLED A WHAT?
Some of the fondest memories and joys
Are of constructing wooden Christmas toys.
“Open Your Heart” programs, I remember,
Sponsored year...
THE CHICKS ARE IN THE MAIL
THE CHICKS ARE IN THE MAIL
by Orv Alveshere
RURAL FREE DELIVERY MAIL (RFD) AS ENVISIONED
The summers had become breathlessly hot. The century was ¼ old.
The...
COWS GONE MISSING? (OXY-MORON?)
COWS GONE MISSING? (OXY-MORON?)
IT BE-HOOVED THEM TO SEARCH
A milky way fib, that “A cow jumped over the moon,”
Udderly impossible! Gravity? ...
BAKING DISORDER
BAKING DISORDER
-By Orv Avleshere -
My mother made buns that were the world's best;
We chose those homemade buns and left the rest.
Sometimes she's up and...
LOST BETWEEN BARN AND HOUSE IN A BLIZZARD
LOST BETWEEN BARN AND HOUSE IN A BLIZZARD
-By Orv Alveshere-
SNOW CAN FIND YOU: CAN YOU FIND THE HOUSE?
Luckily he had just arrived home to...
Girl Gets Three Retired Gift Horses
Girl Gets Three Retired Gift Horses
If Wishes Were Horses, Seekers Could Ride
(Once upon a time) A young girl knew what she wanted: a horse...
Muddy Creek Saloon was Robbed
Muddy Creek Saloon was Robbed By Mounted Thieves Dressed in Black
Five riders paced nervously ‘round the bend;
Now, what message would their black attire send?
The...
Welcome to Orv’s Cowboy Poetry!
Welcome to Orv's Cowboy Poetry section where you will find newly released poems by our resident Cowboy Poet Orv Alveshere. Orv reminisces about his...
Four Girls Lost in a Blinding White-Out Blizzard
Four Girls Lost in a Blinding White-Out Blizzard
By Orv Alveshere
LEAVING 1-ROOM SCHOOL WITH HORSES
The country prairies were laden with snow;
There were snowdrifts by...
WILD DUCK EGGS HATCHED BY CLUCK-HEN
WILD DUCK EGGS HATCHED BY CLUCK-HEN
WHAT KIND OF FOWL AM I?/MIXED-UP KID/SCRAMBLING EGGS
One boring day at Grandparents farm, a lad climbed up to a...
CONVOLUTED DISAPPEARING ACT OF THREE RIDERS
CONVOLUTED DISAPPEARING ACT OF THREE RIDERS
-By Orv Alveshere-
HOW’D 3 HORSES DISAPPEAR WITH 3 RIDERS?
In our early teens we literally lived for ‘half-past’ Sunday.
We would...
IDEA OF SKUNKS NEXT DOOR STUNK IT’S NOT WHO, BUT WHAT YOU ‘NOSE’
IDEA OF SKUNKS NEXT DOOR STUNK;
IT'S NOT WHO, BUT WHAT YOU 'NOSE'
-By Orv Alveshere-
Faded red grainery ninety years old has tilted,
Harvest grain sold...
FIRST CATTLE DOG WAS MY BUDDY
FIRST CATTLE DOG WAS MY BUDDY
-BY ORV ALVESHERE-
YES, I DID KNOW “JACK”
Some guy argued with an acid tongue and gave a personal attack.
I was...