Ode to a Lone Ranger

Another (not so) ‘secret admirer’ poem for dVerse Poets Pub Open Link

 

Feel free to read,

Said the batman blogger,

     Adjusting his mask.

         I’ll tell you of Cohen and The Beatles

             And Seattle sofa surfing.

                 I’ll sculpt you a poem

                     About the ascension of larks

                       With pain of delivery & joy of birthing.

                             I’ll reel you a romance

                             Of deserts and morning-dew mountains,

                         Crashing through forests,

                     Splashing in fountains,

                 Swimming deep rivers

             And diving in rapids.

         I’ll paint you a picture

      Of life in Blackthorne,

   Complete with knives and guns,

   Saloon Suzies,

Wallace’s General Store,

The Triple B

and piles of buffalo

bones & skulls bleaching in the cruel sun.

 

This town is my last stop;

Life has run

out of rails.

I’m done with running.

 

No Savvy, Kemo Sabe.

 

 

© Kim M. Russell, 2016

Ode to a Lone Ranger

Image found on www.freerepublic.com

 

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21 thoughts on “Ode to a Lone Ranger

  1. Lenny Bruce always felt that the Lone Ranger was gay; that’s why he kept Tonto around. My goodness, what a very complete slice of my ID has emerged here. I, of course, love it. Thanks for the tip of the pen, the tribute, the inspiration for me to keep after it. It is amazing after a couple of years of running with the dVerse dog poet pack, several thousand poems have emerged. Odd to feel that even then, there is still more to say, & several new ways to say it. Thanks–hugs & white light headed your way pronto.

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