Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time
A few mistakes ago
Off to market I went
A maid born low

Basket in hand
List in the other
Humming a tune
Taught by my mother

On the wharf
Looking at the fish
The master required
Fine meals on his dish

The farmer’s stall
With veggies and beef
Though closer to home
Would make my trip brief

The sea called
With its salty air
Blue green waves
Breeze lifting my hair

Fish wrapped up
I stop to eye a mussel
Grabbed by the waist
I began to tussle

Then darkness
A bag on my head
Trussed up like a hog
Heart filled with dread

Tossed into a boat
Men shouting, rowing
Off we went
My fear growing

Time has passed
Too much to tell
Each day a challenge
Aye, a true hell

But fight I did
Despite difficulty
I gained my ship
Yea, my liberty

The men? They
Now fight for me
Together we travel
Over the sea

A female captain
Of a pirate ship
Those who know me
Fear my whip

Aye, a pirate lass
And fearsome I be
Raise your glass
Give a toast
To Pirate Captain Me!

Wild Thing ©August 11, 2017

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Body and Soul

Stacked Rust

Stacked Rust – photo by Wild Thing

He saved everything …

Phone would ring
Often as not
It was family
Friend or neighbor
“Jim, my . . .”

It was always something
Car, sink, furnace
What have you
That was broken

He could fix anything
Nine times out of ten
He had the part

Back then
It was always about
Keeping body and soul
Together
Food on the table
Clothes on our back

He’s gone now
The parts rusting away

Wild Thing ©2017

no limits

No Limits

no limits – photo by Wild Thing

the world
safe / asleep
invisible

we drift
side by side

not of day
of dreams

this world

this world
of no limits

Co-written by
Cletis Stump & Wild Thing
©August 18, 2017

The Elemental

The Elements

The Elements – photos by Wild Thing

Wild untamed
Free to roam

Fierce
Both in love
And spirit

Like the wind
Hard to capture

Born of the
Energy of fire

Fluid emotions
Powerful

It’s strength
Of earth, itself

Unobtainable
It only comes
If it chooses

A rare gift
To those it’s
Given

It remains
For as long
As you wish

Send it away
It may never
Come back

Like lightning
It seldom
Strikes twice

Wild Thing ©May 3, 2017

Elemental

3 am

darkness

darkness – photo by Wild Thing

3:00 a.m.
darkness
      . . . truth
               has nowhere
                         to hide

Wild Thing ©2017

My Daughter

Light in Dark

Light in Dark – photo by Wild Thing

My darling girl
If I could
I would bear
This sadness
For you

Comfort
I would offer
With open arms
Healing your
Bruised heart

As I hold you
Crooning softly
Telling you
Of your ancestors

How the pain
You feel
Not different
Than the women
Before you

Those tears
In your eyes
Are tears of
Countless others
Stifled at night

Whispered advice
I would give
Borne of wisdom
From these
Strong women

In your veins
Flows courage
Tenacity . . . Power

When adversity
Or death calls
The backbone
Of your heritage
Will be there

Close your eyes
See them
Standing firm
Behind you

Callista, Elizabeth,
Veronica and Ruth
Margaret, Bridget,
Mary and Frances

These women
Keened their loss
Then stood up
Pushed on

You . . .
are never alone
With you
They stand
Forever

This heritage
This lineage
Of endurance
My daughter
Is my gift
To you

Wild Thing ©August 3, 2017

Downtown LA Life

I just wanted to post a quick reminder that my short stories are featured at Downtown LA Life online magazine only.

These short stories are of my life, my family and/or whatever else may take my fancy. Each month I write a new story for this wonderful and extraordinary online magazine.

I encourage you to visit this wonderful site, not just for my stories, but for all the submissions that are made from around the world. Here you can read, view, and experience art from various cultures and unique people.

The gallery of Victorian Women of Color is feast for the eyes. Beautiful women of color from that time period, caught in portraiture are featured here. You have to visit this page. Each are posed in the manner of the time, but study them . . . don’t just speed through. It’s one of my favorite pages and ends with a tribute to Bridget “Biddy” Mason. Read her amazing story that began as a slave and ended as a successful businesswoman.

Then jump to Achilles Greece for some out of this world street art! I have no words to describe this fantastic work. You have to see it to truly “feel” it!

Want a great movie review? Stop by Mel Nuehaus’ page for Cinema Noir & Off Beat reviews! Mel gives you the 411 on some of our old favorites. Currently he gives you his review on “I Lust Lucy”! I love his reviews and have found them to be not only insightful, but a great guide.

Top it off with a true treat by my friend Annie. Go to Annie – America’s Short Story Monthly. Annie writes with a flair of a touch of Flannery O’Connor & Eudora Welty. Her stories always leave you wanting more. This month, her story, “Living & Dying” grabs you from the very opening and draws you in!

The life stories of Dr. Don More are the gems that surround the big sparkle in this crown of creative people. You will enjoy them as you laugh, cry, and lament with him as he shares pieces of his life with you.

I could go on an on about all the talent that is featured here, of all ages, color, and places! Photos, art, writing, and cooking! It is an explosion of taste, a feast for the eyes and a banquet for the mind.

It is an honor and a privilege to have my little bit of thoughts, lore and photos to be included with such an auspicious group of talent. Thank you Downtown LA Life for providing such a valuable space for creative people to show the world what they offer.

Wild Thing ©July 24, 2017

 

The Healer

Healing Light

Healing Light – photo by Wild Thing

Vials of oils
Lined up
Candles too
Incense placed
Into holders
The healer begins

Low chant
Circle cast
Calling out
Inviting in
Elementals

Lit candles
Scented smoke
Create focus
Lyrical words
Raises energy

Becoming light
Bright
Silver
With direction
Out it goes

Connected
Time falls away
Light carries
Life force
From one
To another

Burning
Illness away
Giving comfort
Strength
Weaving health
Soft croon
Creates peace

Healing energy
Flows freely
With pure love
And intent
From an open
Heart …
An honest soul

Wild Thing ©July 8, 2017