Byron’s broken leg
Bryce Angell crafts a peom about his friend Byron's trip back to town after a rowdy mare broke his leg.
My warming hut
Bryce Angell crafted a poem about his favorite March days — when the sun was out and he would sit atop hay stacks, sunbasking and dreaming of summer.
Stolen solitude
Bryce Angell waxes poetic over a once remote area that has now been discovered by the masses. He longs for the days of stolen solitude.
Hard to Catch
Cowboy poet Bryce Angell writes about a horse named Hard to Catch.
Hamburgers, fries and guilt
Bryce Angell takes a trip down memory lane while visiting a local burger joint.
The bank
Bryce Angell learns the hard way that the world doesn't work the way it used to.
A snail’s pace
Bryce Angell crafts a poem about a trail ride.
Clarice’s demise
Bryce Angell contends with his wife's new Roomba.
Britches in a dither
Bryce Angell's tries to get his money's worth from a new pair of jeans.
Turkey fries
Bryce Angell crafts a poem about serving up turkey fries.
