Friday, August 21, 2015

Bonanza: A Poem

Bonanza
We are on a journey,
a journey over the western plains,
Hoss Cartwright sits upon an elephant
 as he leads us all.
 He is Majesty complete, thinks I, 
he perches with such dignity.
 The elephant rolls along as
 if on roller skates.
 His trunk points
 the way west across the prairie.
 Our mood is gay as we progress 
 across the parched land and 
 we anticipate only great things.
As we get up one morning I look ahead 
 at a broad expanse of nothing much
 a lot of scrub and brush
 “Can anything be that flat?” I ask.
 “Yes” Hoss tells me, 
 “One day, this will be Kansas.”
 Hoss has dressed as the Pope today
The mitred hat,
 the carmine robe.
 He loves the drag and thinks it keeps our spirits high.
 The elephant’s trunk still points west.
 The pope’s hat points to heaven.
 Members of our party are
 spread out before us.
 We travel on elephants, 
 wagons and feet 

 and we go on.
©Kathryn Collins

Growth


I received a comment on this blog in my email this morning. A comment on a poem I had posted years ago. A nice comment, happily. I realized I had forgotten about this blog entirely. I do most of my posting, if any, on Facebook, and there I mostly post other artists work I admire. I have stopped writing about my work. I have slowed down doing any work. My depression has gotten the better of me and it has silenced me. So I decided to post this painting from a few years ago. I had to figure out how to use Blogger again. I hope this works.  Maybe more to come. Must free myself.