“Scones to Fry” by Terry Brinkman


Rocky Mountain Utah High
Our cowboy boots drinking Wasatch Provo Girl Beer
Tomorrow we ski in the Best Snow on Earth’s brotherly atmosphere
Gloved hand, Cast-Iron pan, scones to fry
When we try to get a mixed drink here we cry
Hearing the message from Salvation Auctioneer
Eternal life divine revelation cheer
Floating in The Great Salt Lake, keep your eyes dry


Terry Has been painting for over forty five years. Poems in Rue Scribe, Tiny Seed. Winamop, Snapdragon Journal, Poets Choice, Adelaide Magazine, Variant, the Writing Disorder, Ink Pantry, In Parentheses, Ariel Chat, New Ulster, Glove, and in Pamp-le-mousse, North Dakota Quarterly, Barzakh, Urban Arts, Wingless Dreamer, LKMNDS and Elavation.