Great Spirit Open up my song book and pick us out a tune There’s at least a million in there, we can read them by this moon Shine on me once more please with that Farrah Fawcett smile Let’s roll around the tent some more then dream a little while Here’s a couple nuggets I [...]
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“Great Spirit” – lyrics by C. Madison Anderson (May, 2012)
Posted in Poetry, tagged Art, bacon, camping, Coffee, Colorado, Corby Anderson, entertainment, Great Spirit, lyrics, Mother Hips, Music, original lyrics, poem, Rock and roll, San Rafael Swell, sierra nevada pale ale, song, Utah, whiskey on May 13, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
Recess Is In – a poem
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized, tagged Aspen, blues song, Broke, Colorado, Corby Anderson, Depression, Emma Colorado, humor, lyrics, mine poem, poem, recess, Recession, The Great Recession, time on November 29, 2011 | 1 Comment »
Recess Is In This day is done shot and it ain’t yet noon The shop’s still locked there’s no work soon Pawned my Dad’s watch Still got time on my hands Got one eye open for the repo man. To the dern fool who said money can’t buy you a smile Watch the sun sink [...]
Blunder Dancer (for Laura) – a poem, 11/22/11
Posted in Poetry, tagged blunder, California, Corby Anderson, dancer, dream, humor, laura, lodi, Music, poem, poem as song, romance, supernatural on November 22, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Built you a useless tower
for the midnight hour
when your tanner tenor
sees your play
But what she did not count on
would take him just one finger
to properly express his dismay
City Job – a poem
Posted in Poetry, tagged american, city job, city work, Colorado, Corby Anderson, employment, Great Recession, health insurance, humor, Music, poem, Poetry, Songs on September 16, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
I’m gonna get me a city job
we’re gonna run this show
401k pay, insurance, va-cay
in my new position I will grow
A Poem to Start the New Journal
Posted in Poetry, tagged Corby Anderson, los angeles, poem, Poetry, progress, verse, writing on August 2, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Lemon trees shade in the word broker as he takes stock in his potential
This idea of future worth, direction, purpose. Path. Fate. Destiny…
Building on the beams and brackets of experience and cognizance,
Foretelling movement, the shadow dancer, the nut punching diva.
Ode to Ranch Boogers
Posted in Poetry, tagged boogers, Colorado, Corby Anderson, funny poem, humor, Poetry, ranch life, Western living on June 10, 2011 | 3 Comments »
What bloody hell clots my nose?
The battered matter of Mastadon toes
A nasal blockade of Mammoth skins
Ghobi dust sent on Pacific winds
Mud Season – a poem
Posted in Poetry on April 2, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
We’ll be home when it’s mud season there
to smell that cool Colorado air
we lost our money but I don’t care
cause we’ll be home when it’s mud season there
Morningside Magnifico, a poem
Posted in Poetry, tagged Corby Anderson, existentialism, morning, poem, Poetry, prose, question, words on November 12, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Where are we? Steady drone
pleasance is overcome
minding your niche
latent lobotomy.
