A Little Lite Verse
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Born in a sharecroppers shack in 32, I thought we were well off, still do. To Memphis in the War, with picture shows, free books, and indoor plumbing. Went home again, played football, drafted for Korean Conflict, sent to Panama instead. Studied art at Southern MS and architecture at Oregon. Met a middle child like me from Kansas. Tired of the rat race, herded chickens for a while, built a throwaway back in the woods and added on as three boys came, put in a drafting board upstairs, stayed 20 years, moved up the hill and built a better solar shack. Its where we are today. I planned to do a few good buildings but got into a rut, became a hired gun, and couldnt do it any more. Ten years or so ago I took to writing verse. Ive filled 12 notebooks full so far. It was fun to do. I hope its fun for you. Heres a random sample:
FOSSILS
A razor scrapes the face of canyon walls.
Into the chasm at their feet it falls.
Through time it cuts the fossils free to find
Their way into collections kept behind
Closed doors, in crates on which curators have
Cemented labels: Bones too short to save.
THREESCORE AND TEN MORE OR LESS TO GO
At sixty you know you cant be a Greek god again,
But does this mean youve lost all that you had?
Growing older, is it all that bad?
Is what youve got in some ways better than,
Or has life really lost its zingaling?
The ways of love wont launch a thousand ships
And lust no longer leads you by the nose.
The flood more slowly swells, more gently flows.
Its siren songs not quite so sweet, but drips
Its honey still, and still can sting.
LOCAL COLOR
He went through the alley past the Methodist Church
And forced the lock on the banks back door.
He carried a chrome plated .22 and wore
A flour sack with eyeholes over his face.
Except for Mr Finger, the clerk, the place
Was empty. He asked for the cash he had on hand,
Took the moneybag and went the way he came.
(When he learned who it was he said, I dont understand.
If hed asked, Ida loaned it toim on his name.)
The sheriff and Chief Miller asked around
But figured he was long gone and never would be found.
Then the FBI came trooping in and took over the search.
Folks didnt take to their snooping, said, Theres nothing to find."
When they spied on a suspect from inside the school
The principal had a fit, said, Hes a friend of mine!
They rolled up their pants, joined hands, and waded through the pool
In Red Drapers pasture and found the alleg-ed money sack.
Then, hoping for a witness, they doubled back
To the end of the alley across from the church and made a stop
At Polly Burneys home and Beauty Shoppe.
They asked again if she had seen anything.
Didnt see a soul, she said, cept ol Duel King.
THE SOUND A STEAM TRAIN MAKES
He lives down on the tracks, around the curve or
Rather under Blantons Gap. With fervor
He works on the section gang for them.
In trade the company takes good care of him.
A whistle drifting down from Williams Hill
And coal smoke blowing in the wind, the squeal
Of brakes when stopping in its tracks.
It cannot turn around, when coming backs.
THE SEIGE OF BANKSTON
In order to achieve
Surprise they came on Christmas Eve,
With matches in their saddlebags.
They had the town alight
Before defenders woke to find
Theyd lost the fight.
The mayor in his gown appeared, aghast.
Why are you burning up our town? he asked.
The troopers had retorts prepared:
Its only orders, said their head.
And good for warming hands,
Another said.
Too bad bout the old man
We had to shoot because he ran.
Next day they had
Darnell Fulgham
Born in a sharecropper’s shack in ’32, I thought we were well off. Still do. To Memphis in the War, and things, free books, picture shows, indoor plumbing. Home again, played football, proved myself a man. Drafted for Korea, Panama instead. Art, then Architecture. Met a middle child like me. We moved 12 times the next three years. Went home again (not hers, she says) and built a throwaway, added on as three boys came, stayed 20 years. Moved up the hill and built a solar shack. Had 2000 chickens, sold and ate the eggs and later, them. Back to drawing houses, built a few, became a basket case. Prozac pulled me through. Took to writing verse, I guess as an excuse to hang with words to see what they would say. And read, to hear what they said yesterday. Growing up and old, our times and wars, letters not meant to mail, trying to make sense and nonesense out of things—whatever occurred to me. Not too negative, not to whine too much, subtlety a no-no, ironic, a little levity.
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Contents
Fossils
Omaha Beach
Threescore And Ten More Or Less To Go
Melancholia
The Seige Of Bankston
A Chink In Shining Armor
About Billy
Yesterday
The Killing Game
A Perfect Mess
Roll With Ross
A Sort Of Cloudy Day
Bend The Twig And Spoil The Rod
Symptoms
The Outsider
Syphilis
Marathon
A Gift Outright
The Sound
A Steam Train Makes
The Nature Of Change
Secrets
The Verdict
Extraterrestrials
I Like The Way You Look
Tupelo*
Peroxide Blonde
Local Color
Verdun
The Maya
Fellaheen
Nature’s Way
Feeling
Wars On Tv
A Crying Shame
Hands
The Baby
When To Whistle 2
Snarl
Spread Or Spray
Feat Of Clay
News Item
Shakespeare’s Sister
Parchman
The Woodsman
The Lawyer
The Armadillo
Thumper
The Inca
Gays In The Military
It Beats Before
Worker’s Block
Crimes And Rewards
Doris Day
Learning Where
Your Talents Lie
Peaches And The Sea
Youth And Asia 2
Po’white Trash
A Lot Alike
Growinng Up
A Fashion Statement
The Architect
The City Of Reform
Habits Had Too Long To Break
The Pyramids
Something Awful
Doing Stuff By Hand
The Seesaw And The Balance Beam
Flight
The Haves And The Nots 2
The New
Homage To Pablo
Population Bum
Easter Island
A Porch
The Dares
You Didn’t Take
. . . In A Yellow Wood
War Is Hell 2
Free Versus Form
Rain
A House In The Flint Hills
Mother’s Day
Kaiser Bill
Caves 2
Anasazi
The Doo Drop Inn
The Crash Of ‘44
Smush An Ant
The White Man’s Burden
Bread Upon The Waters
Sacred Bison
Sons
An Essay On Population
The Red Man
And The Buffalo
Keeping Cars In Shape
On Going Back To Bed At Night
Ruby
Mary Jane
News Item 2
An Unmarked Grave
Take-Home Pay
Buzzards, Rabbits, And Hares
A Hug Or Honest Doubt
Guff
The Sum Of All His Fears
FOSSILS
A razor scrapes the face of canyon walls.
Into the chasm at their feet it falls.
Through time it cuts the fossils free to find
Their way into collections kept behind
Closed doors, in crates on which curators have
Cemented labels: Bones too short to save.
OMAHA BEACH
They almost pushed our boys back into the sea that day.
It was a close thing, if you want to know the truth.
The unit cohesion had broken down on the beach. They say
The contest was our Boy Scouts against their Hitler Youth.
Junior officers gathered groups together and said:
If we stay here we’ll die anyway, so follow me.
The boys, who were only waiting to be led,
They stormed those bluffs that day to Victory.
THREESCORE AND TEN MORE OR LESS TO GO
At sixty you know you can’t be a Greek God again,
But does this mean you’ve lost all that you had?
Growing older, is it all that bad?
Is what you’ve got in some ways better than,
Or has life really lost its zingaling?
The ways of love won’t launch a thousand ships,
The scent of lust no longer leads you by the nose,
The flood more slowly swells, more gently flows.
Its siren song’s not quite so sweet, but drips
Its honey still, and still can sting.
MELANCHOLIA
In closets under beds at night
It always lurks beyond the light
It waits and watches bides its time
Without a warning reason rime
A nameless dread a taste of hell
The melancholy drills its well
No windows mar its perfect wall
No sound is heard no light can fall
An urge to pull it in behind
Tley say the trouble’s in his mind
THE SEIGE OF BANKSTON
In order to achieve
Surprise they came on Christmas Eve,
With matches in their saddlebags.
They had the town alight
Before defenders woke to find
They’d lost the fight.
The mayor in his gown appeared, aghast.
Why are you burning up our town? he asked.
The troopers had retorts prepared:
It’s only orders,
said their head.
And good for warming hands,
Another said.
"Too bad about the old man
We had to shoot because he ran."
Next day they had to execute
Eight hundred head a hog
Caught hauling ham