Fat-Tire drinking at Liquid Joes
Sitting next to a Questar gas man
Three ghost women on the table doing the Can-Can
Sabastian’s cat eyes glowing in the low light
New gray haired bar maid is from Utah
Drinking Irish Rum from a condensed milk can
Hearth sitting cat Sabastian purring under the fires glow
Looking for a pot of gold under the rainbow, no joy
Bar tender almost forty with hair color of tin
Pouring whiskey over steams of coffee Ah
They say the clock is from Berlin just rang midnight
Fire-works just outside the east window
Old Tanner’s trying to play the Violin like carrying in a pine tree
Terry Has been painting for over forty five years; now he paints with words too. Poems in Rue Scribe, Tiny Seed. Winamop, Snapdragon Journal, Poets Choice, Adelaide Magazine, Variant, the Writing Disorder, Ink Pantry, In Parentheses, Ariel Chat,