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Village Of Elgin Wine Tasting Room   Leave a comment

Village of Elgin, Arizona, Wine Tasting Room (June 23, 2018) — Image by kenne

One day in June
we tosted raising
a glass with new 
friends on the road
I quoted the poet
sounding effete:
“Oh, it was a brave
man who drink one.”
Feeling brave, we
proceeded to drink.

— kenne

Southeast Arizona Wine Country   5 comments

Arizona Wine Country-1893 blog.jpgView from the Kief-Joshua Vineyards Located in Elgin, Arizona — Image by kenne

High desert climate
Hot, dry days and cool dry nights
On windblown prairies.

— kenne

Arizona Wine Country   Leave a comment

James & FamilyArizona Wine Country — Computer Art by kenne

Vineyards grace grasslands
Surrounded by rolling hills —
Wines and copper mines.

— kenne

Sonoita, Arizona — Cowboy, Poet And Wine Country   Leave a comment

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Hyw 83 2013-8152 art blogSonoita, Arizona Wine Country — Images by kenne

Faster Horses (Cowboy And The Poet) — Tom T. Hall 

He was an old time cowboy don’t you understand

His eyes were sharp as razor blades his face was leather tanned

His toes were pointed inward from a hangin’ on a horse

He was an old philosopher of course

He was so thin I swear you could have used him for a whip

He had to drink a beer to keep his breeches on his hips

I knew I had to ask him about the mysteries of life

He spat between his boots and he replied

It’s faster horses younger women older whiskey more money

He smiled and all his teeth were covered with tobacco stains

He said it don’t do men no good to pray for peace and rain

Peace and rain is just a way to say prosperity

And buffalo chips is all that means to me

I told him I was a poet I was lookin’ for the truth

I do not care for horses whiskey women or the loot

I said I was a writer my soul was all on fire

He looked at me and he said you are a liar

Son it’s faster horses younger women older whiskey more money

Well I was disillusioned if I say the least

I grabbed him by the collar and I jerked him to his feet

There was somethin’ cold and shiny laying by my head

So I started to believe the things he said

Well my poet days’re over and I’m back to bein’ me

As I enjoy the peace and comfort of reality

If my boy ever asks me what it is that I have learned I think that I will readily affirm

Son it’s faster horses younger women older whiskey more money

Faster horses younger women older whiskey more money

Faster horses younger women older whiskey more money

It’s faster horses younger women older whiskey more money