It was always so easy to find an unhappy woman
Till I started looking for mine.
– Moe Bandy (“It was Always So Easy”)
Young buck with broken horn
on the scent of an acorn-fat doe
and her two blue yearlings
slipped from the bunch
while the boss was busy—
the urgency and wild design
of “cheatin’ songs” plays before me,
lyrics shuffled and embellished
to fit the dim barroom lights
of my imagination
steals my senses away
from the most recent
political intrigue searching
for music—for a tune that might
sell millions on the truth.
drycrikjournal 
hope that tune can be found… soon!
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Me too, Tim. Thanks for your comment. Hello to Deb.
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How have we gotten to the place that the truth has no home , that instead we have to find a tune to sell it ? What kind of cheating is that?
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Lots of talk about the truth, Julie, yet little in evidence. None of us knows how this will shake out, but let’s hope the politicians will hear the music.
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Does the truth longer even visit the hallowed halls?
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An endangered species. Thanks for your questioning observation, Richard.
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I;m so happy you share with us. No matter the politics we all should live with care for each other.
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Thank you, J Whitford. Love and compassion are also rare birds, but essential to healing when and if the political dust settles.
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