Tim Torkildson's Clown Alley

  My country, right or wrong -- but usually in the muddle. what do you hear from the mountains? I looked into my soul and saw nothing but pl...

  Vaccination passports are a coming thing, I guess/even though they're causing the Right Wing a lot of stress/If you prove you're p...

  There's an Asian woman lying on my bed. I don't know who she is or how she got into my house and into my bedroom. I've been ho...

  Rock and flower both agree there is nothing here to see; yet it seems that destiny made this scene for poetry. Yet confess I must sadly th...

  Deliver me some pizza/deliver me some fries/and while you go about it/send sixteen apple pies/There's nothing like calzone/while watch...

  There once was a President Biden/who money was always providin'/to fix all the roads/and public commodes/despite all the GOP's chi...

  The mountains shout; the valleys sing -- to celebrate their hallowed king. We, too, know of this great report: that Christ the claims of d...

  At the age of fifty-five I decided to run away from the circus and join a home.  I packed enough cotton candy to last me for a week and sn...

  My God shall be my strength; his might he shares with me, when I obey his will with true sincerity. His spirit speaks of love; of comfort,...

  Where are the cranks of yesteryear; the ones we jeered but did not fear? Without a cyber platform stand they rattled folk throughout the l...