“You can’t wait for inspiration.
You have to go after it with a club.”
Jack London
If your inspiration is ever on the wane
And you need a place to rekindle the spark
May I suggest a night walk in the desert
You’ll see all sorts of eerie things in the dark
The Bizarre and Eerie Legends of the Southwest
Are as vast as it’s never ending golden sands
If you want to meet a ghost or a dead outlaw
Take a night stroll in this most haunted of lands
But you will need a very steady heart
And you must be very quick on your feet
Because on some eerie moonless nights
You never know who or what you might meet
Frightening faces will emerge from the sandstone
Gigantic bats will flutter directly over your head
And if you’re an extremely lucky sort of bloke
You might encounter one of the walking dead
You might bump into a restless Apache warrior
Or a dead prospector still searching for his gold
Or a wild runaway spirit stallion
Galloping through the desert so bold
There’s a story about an old wagon train
With bony human skeletons riding inside
They say they’re still searching for California
Since no one has told them that they’ve died
There are tales of evil witches
Brujas as they are often known
Who delight in their ancient wickedness
As they turn your body to stone
Some people have spotted Sasquatch
Some have seen evil Riders in the Sky
I saw the ghost of Geronimo once
And this is not a lie
There are constantly new reports
Of mysterious hovering UFOs
I was invited aboard one
But that was long ago
I’ve even heard of an ancient legend
About a dark canyon with a dinosaur
I surely would love to meet it
Since I’ve never met one of those before
I stumbled upon some wild javelena pigs
And they scared me half to death
But my exhilaration was beyond measure
As I rushed off through the sand out of breath
If your inspiration is ever on the wane
And you need a place to rekindle the spark
May I suggest a night walk in the desert
You’ll see all sorts of eerie things in the dark
Freezing..
Yes and hold my hand too little Eddie..lol
BRAVO!
i love this honest, enchanting write--i'll let you do the nightwalking :)--me, i'm too chicken. *brrrrrrrr tarantulas* LOL
now if the northern lights are out, i'll be there :)
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
Some of us deliberately wander where we know we'll get scared... it's fun! Here I am, being silly, when I really wish to tell you how much I loved the pure poetry of this. Your subject matter always super-glues me to the page, but I love the way you tell stuff. Yep. katy xox.
Great adventure poem.
Did anyone ever tell you that;-) Thank you for sharing it
with us!Superb poetry!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your tx. friend, karen lynn. :D
Wow, you have certainly inspired me, so I guess I will wait for your next trip out there, so you can tell me more. I'll leave it to the brave and fearless just like yourself hee hee .... Great write Ed, thouroughly enjoyed this beauty.
warm hugs
Elga
the grounds of my humble residence. Like the black bear that weighs
about 400+ pounds...trying to open my back door!
I love the Jack London quote. His "How To Build A Fire" is one of
my favorite stories. Your poem was good, too!!!
Thanks,
Jill
P.S. Got to see the Cubs in Houston, last Friday. 9-2 Cubs win! Yeeesssss!! ;)
SueB
Grrrrrrrrrrrrr spooky but quite okay methinks...if I can still think!!
Love Tinky
Paints a living ambiance of color and movement ..
Love that picture too......
Peter
Susan
Sandie May Angel