Her foot in many cultures
she finds beauty in few
others see, in cavalry
pack trains of the '30s
snaking down the Texas
rimrocks,
hot sweaty wax camps
where Mexicans boiled
the desert candelilla plant
over open fires to extract
the wax,
the dime store of the '30s,
home of the pulp cowboy.
Riding hell-bent-for-leather,
ten cents apiece, Pete Rice
Western, The Rio Kid Western,
Captives of the Frontier.
The lead characters defined
as heros, Ranch Romances,
By Myrtle Juliette Corey
and Austin Corcoran
Confronting the adversities
of the western American
frontier, "the flash of
de Martiga's gun, his
aim was off-hand, as he
had been shooting with a
Navy Colt."
She enters the dime store
in her mind, a flamboyant
pulpster herself, stands
stacked, in ten-row-tall
metal racks, western
pulps.
Phantasmagoric pulp
apparitions beckon
her "Come be like
us, Outlaws, inspiration,
tapping telegraph keys
to communicate Hollywood
cast, horse opera blended
with soap opera, the final
chapter in the frontier saga,
join us won't you Sweetwater."
Copyright 2006 Sage Sweetwater, firebrand lesbian novelist, brainchild of Sage Sweetwater Creative Properties, flagship of Stone Creek Woman
Great write; as always, a job very well done! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
You evoke memories of the past, when men were men and cowgirls...cowgirls. Yee-haw! Love this one--BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
I agree--you're already a star in my eyes; you're a wonderful mentor. Thanks for reading/reviewing/and supporting my words.
You'll be a star Sage!;-)
eT
I am enjoying these western forays and adventures back in the halycon days of when a cowboy was a real man, with convictions and steel in his belly !
A stupendous start to my evening Sage from your accomplished quill !
Peter