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Showing posts with label cowboys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cowboys. Show all posts
Monday, July 5, 2010
THE LIAR'S BENCH AT CITY LIGHTS, JULY 3RD, 7:OO P.M.
THE LIAR'S BENCH AT CITY LIGHTS, JULY 3RD, 7:OO P.M.
The four poems that he discussed were inspired by such events as a family death, eating out in restaurants and the 4th of July. Quinnett's work is published in a number of major haiku journals.
Labels:
cowboys,
haikus,
killer dogs,
lies,
skits,
timid frogs
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Several years ago, while I was trying to restore running water to my old farmhouse, I unearthed this "artifact" under the house(CLICK ON THE PHOTO). This deadly weapon once belonged to the "Front Row Kid," and was frequently used to defend such notable cowboys as Don "Red" Berry, The Drango Kid, Wild Bill Elliott, Lash LaRue and Jimmy Wakeley, the "Singing Cowboy." In most instances, my heroes had gotten themselves in serious trouble at the Ritz Theater on Saturday afternoon. They had stumbled into an ambush. When things looked desperate, it was then that the "Front Row Kid" was rise, his cap pistol blazing to assist his friends. My gun was sometimes confiscated by the owner of the Ritz and I was lead away, but I usually got some scattered applause from some other cowboys sitting in the dark.
Labels:
cap pistols,
cowboys,
nostalgia,
Saturday westerns
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