Saint Joan of Mars

She’s Got A Road Mood

Oh courageous young-woman commander, called by God to save another nation in another time & place ~  thank you!  I pray that, like you, Saint Joan, I hear God’s call in my life and nurture the road mood to follow it faithfully…


A Road Mood

(tall stories)


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The #1 Reason For Keeping Obama In The White House



by Davy Crockett Reincarnated

(alias Rawclyde!)


Being Davy Crockett Reincarnated can be a burden ~ but I bare this burden with coy joy ~ because being a reincarnated American folk hero is, to be blunt, an honor & an adventure.

For example, this afternoon when I delicately balanced my old soiled hat upon my head and stepped outdoors for a stroll, the hat turned into a live raccoon.  And the raccoon talked.  As I strolled through the neighborhood we had a pretty good conversation ~ my hat and I.  This wouldn’t have happened if I wasn’t a reincarnated folk hero.

After a few introductory remarks, politics came up, as it often does when the conversation is with yours truly.  As I strolled along the avenue, this furry critter with the ringed tail atop my head said, “What’s the big deal about keeping Obama in the White House?”

“What kind of question is that?,” squinted I.  “There’s about a hundred big deals why we wanna keep President Barack Obama in the White House.  Which big deal do you wanna know about?”

My raccoon friend squirmed around above my brow, grew still and said, “The most important.”

I dodged some shade as it was getting nippy outside and sunshine is warmer than shade.  I had to cross the street in order to keep light on the fascinating subject that we were discussing.  The hopeful re-election of the president was only a few days away.  I mused, “So you want to know what the number one big deal is why we want to keep President Obama in the White House, do you?”

“Yes!” exclaimed the raccoon.

“That’s easy, brother,” said I.

We passed a family pushing a baby carriage along the sidewalk and trailing a straggly mutt.  Looking raggedy and homeless, they plodded along in the opposite direction.  Cars were honking and screeching like they do in this particular locale ~ which I will not disclose ~ for I am presently caught-up in a secret-agent assignment from the White House.   That’s right, Davy Crockett Reincarnated, besides being a folk hero from a bygone era, is also the White House’s favorite secret-agent.

To the living breathing hat on my head I said, “We don’t want to kick that cute little Black family out of the White House.  That would be one unforgivable heartless act!”

There was no reply.  There was no reaction.  I took my hat off and looked at it.  It was the same old soiled hat that it was the day before.  It was no longer a raccoon!

I slammed it back on my head and finished the conversation anyway ~  “And that’s the number-one reason for keeping Obama in the White House ~ as far as I am concerned!”


Family of O


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Saint Joan of Mars praying for Obama…



Saint Joan of Mars bivouacking on Cathedral Mountain…


The Saint Joan Reincarnated Pictorial


Saint Joan Of Arc on Mars mobilizing Martians for Obama…




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A Ghost Town Called Love



A man with a face

that grimaces & grins

is better than a ghost

who stands there & spins


A Ghost Town Called Love

(2012 blog)


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Invisible Martians campaign in Arizona for Obama…

Invisible Martians on wild burros ride

into the desert town of Brenda, Arizona, campaigning

door to door for President Barack Obama…




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She Who Is Obeyed

Rawclyde’s Tall Stories

(free reads!)

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The Obama Goal

Obama Girl 2008


from Rawclyde 2012

The primary goal here is to keep Barack Obama in the White House.

The President has more integrity than his opponent Mitt Romney.  Romney keeps changing his mind.  For example, he no longer backs affordable healthcare for the American people like he did when he was a governor.  He backs gargantuan profits for insurance industry CEOs now instead ~ like up to 42-million dollars last year for Stephen Hemsley of the United Health Group.  Hemsley is one of Romney’s wealth-gluttonized constituents.

Obama is more genuine.  He’s pulling us outta Afghanistan after ordering and authorizing the American military to capture and kill Bin Laden in Pakistan.  He said he’d get us outta of Iraq and we’re out.  The economy would be growing more so if it wasn’t for the Republican majority in the U.S. House of Representatives putting common sense on hold for the last two years ~ while they pursue their number-one goal ~ getting rid of President Obama.  Why do the leaders of the Republican Party want to get rid of Obama?  Oh yeah, that’s right ~ he wants the tax cuts for the super rich to expire so we can keep a social safety net for ~ for who?  The American people.

Barack’s back-up is plain ordinary people struggling for joy and freedom in America.  Mitt’s primary back-up is fat cats ~ period.  Mitt’s back-up is men with an agenda that whittles on ordinary people ~ sculptures them into slaves.  Oil tycoons David & Charles Koch are footing a large enough part of Romney’s bill to be the true residents in the White House if their white-boy clone wins the election this November.  Then the Koch brothers dream is to deregulate the oil industry for fatter profits than they already got while poisoning our land.  We, the people, don’t want to serve corporate agenda.  We, the people, want corporations to serve us.

If we can keep Mr. Obama in the White House he’ll be positioned to strengthen our democratic institutions and economy with everyday people in mind.  Quite frankly, he’s got the balls to do what he thinks is best.  And he does know how to think.  Mitt will be the super-rich man’s puppet flip-flopping around, tied to all them strings, to make those fellers who are addicted to wealth even wealthier.

The economy was written off by the Republican Party two years ago when they won the majority in the U.S. House of Representatives.  Too many in this majority promised not to raise taxes on those with all the money & decided their number-one goal was to get rid of our president.  Why do they want to get rid of President Obama?

Why don’t you ask them.  I’ve been asking Republicans for two years now and all I get in reply are ethnic jokes and “I hate him!”  Meanwhile President Obama has passed health care reform, wall street reform, and the stimulus which saved the country from a 30′s like depression.  He ended the war in Iraq, is drawing down the war in Afghanistan.  He turned around the failing U.S. auto industry, invested the nation in renewable energy technology, cut taxes for the middle-class about 15 times, and the list goes on while certain bumkins around me holler he’s done nothing.

What do you think about the actuality that Black folks saved your democracy with the advent of the 1965 Voter Rights Act?  They marched in the streets and got beat-up for that ~ just like the Americans in the early 20th century marched barefoot in the snow for an 8-hour working day instead of wage slavery.  The Black folks who marched thru the 60s are more American than those people who want to get rid of Obama.  Greed hate and fear must not overcome love peace and freedom ~ not in the election of 2012.

Mitt Romney’s back-up decided to screw the economy two-years ago and blame it on your president.  Well, let’s put it on top of the table.  Right now.  Fuck the economy.  The goal is Obama in the White House for 4 more years.  He can do it for the American people.


Amber Lee Ettinger was Obama Girl…


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Jack Rabbit



God this, God that, God everything & damn it too

the end of reality’s trail & everything else that’s true

the last frontier of hard facts and how-do-you-do’s

I stood on a hill in deep desert & all I had was ‘de blues


Find yourself a woman, lad, and work for a living too

make sure she’s a good woman who will always stand by you

raise some kids or corn and ply your trade on the avenue

or you’ll end up standing amongst the cacti with nothing else to do


I stood there hard and long concentrating on every thorn

but no angel arrived blowing music on a golden horn

all was quiet but a little wind, no birds, just some ants

crawlin’ around aimlessly lookin’ for someone with whom to dance


I trudged back to the truck, crunching the desert turf along the way

opened the doors to the book-store in the rear without much to say

figured I’d sell a book or two if a miracle happened to stray

but there was nobody around but me on this fine lonely day


Nobody but a million catatonic cacti with not much to offer but a thorn

stretching off into the distance come evening and come morn

I sat in the wind & the blood of my brain ~ t’was a mournful song

and then, and then, suddenly, a rabbit come lopin’ along


T’was the biggest I’d ever seen, about the size of a dog

a jack rabbit who fit no-ways in any kind of catologue

he wasn’t at all shy like other rabbits in other scenes

when he stopped & asked me, “Have you got any books on human beings?”


Stunned, I replied, “I have books on coyotes and snakes

cacti, deserts, rivers, God and whatever it takes

to get along with anything including killer bees

but, but all I have on human beings are fantasies”


The rabbit sadly bowed his head, loped away and disappeared

I said to a fly buzzing around my hat, “that was really weird”

closed up the store, bent low to tie one of my worn-out shoes

climbed behind the wheel, bumped on outta them deep desert blues…


poem from an out-of-print book

A Love Song To The American Lizard

by Rawclyde!

(Copyright Clyde Collins 1999)


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One tall cactus plant…


So there I stood in the midst of swirling sand

growing roots outta my feet n’ thorns outta my hand

I was turning into one tall cactus plant

listening to tarantulas crawl and coyotes chant


The city drove up n’ said “boo!” n’ I almost died

it jumped outta its car into a pan and fried

I revived, sprouted a bud, but couldn’t talk

sprouted two more buds n’ also couldn’t walk


My brother come up with a plate in his hand

on the plate was bacon n’ eggs and a big command

from Pope John to grow another inch before sundown

so I grew old instead, fell over n’ hit the ground


Now I’m rollin’ across the desert like a tumbleweed

just one of many with an impossible creed

about what is right and what is wrong

   as the dust sings its favorite ancient song…


poem from an out-of-print book

A Love Song To The American Lizard

by Rawclyde!

(Copyright Clyde Collins 1999)


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Door To Door Campaigner 20


Cleator Arizona



it’s good to be here


I’m a happy go lucky


just landed in Arizona

to campaign door-to-door


   President Obama…








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