Posts Tagged ‘fantasy’


based on a title by Jack Ridl



But if you were, you’d hide in your chaps

on your dark stallion, concealed by the saguaro

beside the remote tracks. You’d scan the horizon

for the gray plume of smoke, listen for the whistle

in the distance, lean your ears toward the clackety

clack clack clack of the engine. And you’d wait. Till

you could see the whites of the engineer’s eyes

as he drove by. You’d kick your heels into your horse’s sides

and shoot your gun into the air to show you mean business.

You’d see the resolve set into the engineer’s jaw and you’d smile

beneath your black bandana. Yaw! You’d shout as you

keep pace with the train, your posse coming alongside.

You were made to shake things up. Just take a look

at that sun weighing down the west like

a big sack of gold just ready for the rustling,

and why not take it? The world is yours. And the

way you’re feeling, this good, this rich,

you already know you’ll give everything away.





This is the second time this week I am referencing Jack Ridl. If you are not yet aware of this amazing feller, here is his poetry blog:  https://ridl.wordpress.com/


and here is a link to his upcoming book: https://www.wsupress.wayne.edu/books/detail/saint-peter-and-goldfinch



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Of course I imagine jumping.
I wouldn’t. But there is that
fleeting flash where I am already
over the guard rail and falling
past the hard Kayenta caprock,
cold wind through my jacket,
falling past the dark varnish, the sheer
red walls, my hair streams above me,
I pass bulbous spires, gulp air,
pass vermillion pedestals, I didn’t
think it would end this fast—at the edge
looking over I take a step back.

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