I found the two steno notebooks in which I wrote some of my early tales in pencil. I'm reading them to decide which one or two to share soon. The reading is not easy since the writing has blurred and faded some over time! These were written when I was twelve and thirteen, reading Zane Grey, Ernest Haycox and other classic western writers of that ilk. I certainly was influenced by their style and stories but even then, I had to be sure there was a love story in each one! They were very chaste and sweet, of course. That was all I had read up to that point and my personal experience was absolutely zilch so a kiss or two and fond looks were about all the couple exchanged! I have to laugh a little bit and admit, "Ya come a long way, Baby." (Does anyone recall that commercial? I think it was for Virginia Slims cigs.) Well, admit it, Self, you really are almost as old as dirt... Now I write everything from sweet to regular vanilla flavor to x-rated!!
Okay, here is the poem I was thinking of. It may reveal that I am both a very amateur astronomer and also a reader of classic mythology. Enjoy! How many stars or constellations can you identify in this verse? I name but a couple of stars and simply allude to the rest.
Winter Sky
The swan with kamikaze song
Its dagger drives into the west.
While eastward, rising beacon bright
With brilliant torch does Sirius light
The hunter's way across the night.
Along the silver stream.
Upon their thrones the mythic pair
Reign over cold and darkness now
And the fiery chariot of the north,
Led by Capella, flashes forth.
Displayed on velvet blue, a fortune's worth
Of jewels may fill my dream.
GMW (c) 1996
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