Cigar Store Indian
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Cigar Store Indian
Saturday, October 9, 2010
I Need A Costume
I need a costume for Hallowe'en night
Nothing I have in my closet is right
Nothing will do that I already own
I need a costume that you have sewn
So nobody thinks me a fool
Friday, October 8, 2010
A yellow leaf
from the summer sky -
before the storm.
I wrote my poem in 1974.
In a comic strip in today's (October 8, 2010) TULSA WORLD, "Red & Rover" are sitting under a tree watching a leaf fall. Red says, "Look, an advance scout." Rover muses, "Advance scout??" Hidden beneath a pile of leaves, Red says, "Yep."
I clicked the photo in October 1996 in Humbird, Wisconsin.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Out of Retirement
His life in my sock drawer had become all too predictable. The morning I found him face down, shedding little fuzz-ball tears on my favorite turquoise socks, I knew it was time he and I shared another adventure. It had been almost four years since our trip out in the Northwest. A few days later we hit the road, driving east from Tulsa along I-44 toward Joplin and beyond. It was a beautiful sunshiny spring morning, the gas tank was full, First Mate stood tall in his cup holder, and I sang at the top of my lungs, "Zippity doo dah, zippity aye, my oh my, what a wonderful day," as we rolled along. More songs, then in a moment of silence, voices! Before we reached Joplin, an entire new play unfolded inside my head: characters, dialogue, names, places, motivations, plot twists, and the ending. I explained all this to First Mate, about my fourteen dead-end drafts crumpled up and thrown away in Tulsa, about my decision to let go of the short play contest this year, and, well, he got so excited, he jumped clear out of his cup holder and nearly slipped into that greasy crevice between the passenger seat and console. I caught him by his tippy toes just in time for us to gawk at a stunning display of redbuds in bloom.
To be continued . . .
For background information, please read post dated 10-1-09.