Let’s go… Slaho!

GHOST SITE 

I came into this website yesterday, but tumbleweeds is all I found. 

I wanted to hear the comments that’d been typed…(nothing) not a sound. 

Once it was teeming with life, the bartender dishing out some handy advice, 

All that’s left is this ghost town is dust just blowing in my eyes. 

I wait to see a motion, maybe someone’s lightbulb turning on. 

But what I see are what’s left of last week’s posts; everybody’s gone. 

I guess I could only blame myself, I’m a deserter like the rest. 

I left my home in hopes of riches by finding gold out west. 

But I found nothing to my liking so I returned to my inspirational roots. 

Problem is that the only feet I see walking are the ones wearing my boots. 

HELLO, (hello, hello) ECHO, (echo, echo) 

Rob?, Critter?, Achi? At least I should see Bego! 

I guess I’ll wait here for a while, maybe someone else’ll come by 

To help restore this once life-filled place, that somehow has gone dry. 

CHAPTER 43
3 Questions
The climb was almost complete.
Christine had been climbing now for three weeks to reach the summit. She knew what she would find there. THE GREAT SAGE.
Legend had it that if you’d find him, he could answer all your questions, his wisdom was so great. Few dared to risk the perils one must face to reach him. The dense forests, the steep cliffs, the volcanic valleys… they all seemed too much for some. Was wisdom so important? It was to Christine. And she was within reach of her goal.
She pulled herself up over one last edge of a mountainside and she saw the small hut. It had to be his! She figured that he’d be kind enough to welcome anyone who had gone to such great lengths to find him, so she went straight to the door. Christine knocked.
In an instant the door opened and a short man, about 5 feet, 3 inches in stature with graying hair and ashy skin stood there. He seemed meek, but his eyes glowed bright with what Christine assumed was the gleam of being fully enlightened.
“I am looking for the great sage,” began Christine.
The old man replied, “I am he.”
Christine felt a tingle go up her spine, she was so excited. “I have so many questions to ask!”
The sage replied, “I shall answer three, no more. I can lead you to the path you must take, but I can not walk it for you. Ask what you must and let my answers open your mind to the possibilities.”
By this point, Christine couldn’t contain herself, and she blurted out, “So you’re really the sage, huh?
“I am.”
“Oh my God, how cool is that?!?”
“Not as thrilling as you may think.”
“And I can ask you anything I want?”
“You just did,” and the sage turned to walk back in the hut.
“What are you doing? Where are you going?” asked Christine as the door began to close.
“Trying to trick me into answering extra questions are you? Well, it won’t work! Nobody’s ever satisfied with the answers I provide!”
The door shut.
Christine had been led to her path.
THE END

CHAPTER 42
KINGS
Once upon a time in a kingdom far, far way there lived a great king.
The one who lives there now is just plain mediocre.
THE END

CHAPTER 41
**POOF**
They sat in the car. Staring at each other. Who was going to flinch first?
“I can’t hold it!” exclaimed Terri looking intently at her husband.
“Then, go ahead and release it, but I’m warning you, I will press this button immediately,” replied Fred while staring back at his wife.
She looked uneasy. Something was telling her to wait. Just hold on. But she couldn’t… she just couldn’t.
“Please, honey, let me let it go. I don’t want to face him, and you’ll know he’ll come over if you press that button.”
Fred looked out the window. He didn’t want to face that man either, but he’d do it if he had to. And if she let go…
“No can do, honey. It’s him or me!!”
Terri began to sweat. She eyed the stranger approaching the car. He had been drinking from a bottle in a paper bag and gotten up with a paper cup to ask for money. Terri nor Fred had a problem giving to beggars, unless they felt they’d use the money to pay for their vices. All things pointed in that direction for this character. Terri looked at Fred again. He had almost passed out the last time she had released one. The food at the restaurant just didn’t settle well. She knew that he’d open the window should she let one go in order to save himself… he couldn’t drive under such circumstances, he said. But if the window opened the beggar would come.
“Honey?”
“No, Terri, I can’t.”
“So be it!”
**POOF**
It all happened so fast then.
The window began to open, the beggar came over, and as his head began to approach the window… it was like a knockout punch. Out like a light.
The light turned green, and Fred carefully sped off making sure he didn’t run over the poor chap.
Terri looked at Fred incredulously.
Fred looked back at her… “Better him than me.”
The window slowly closed as the car continued to its destination.
THE END

Onetime Friendship 

Listening to “The Million Dollar Hotel” 

I remember the days gone past 

I recall being a man that was called “best” 

Figuring all relationships would last 

But my how things have changed 

Every day something new rolls into life 

Who’d have thought that I’d lose a friend 

The day that he marries his wife 

A connection may still exist 

Through mutual acquaintances and heresay 

We meet up sometimes perchance 

We both seem to know the other’s OK 

But the moments that we shared 

Are now but memories caught in celluloid 

I feel like the person he thought was so close 

Is now the one he’s working to void 

So now I wander through my life 

Enjoying the little things with all new friends 

Like watching critters eating jellybeans 

And inking and doodling to no end 

I still think about my comrade 

Music seems to set my mind a wandering 

But I let Bono’s songs pass through me and leave 

Of that my friendship I shall stop wondering. 

BIRTH OF INSPIRATION 

O for April 

Nothing to show 

A workless month 

A big no go 

Drawing blanks 

Not drawing at all 

Preoccupied 

Ready to stall 

Wake up, DODO! 

Write something down 

Fingers to keypad 

Sweet clicking sound 

One for May 

Two now’ll follow 

Momentum starts 

Mind no longer hollow 

Readers beware 

Endless posts ahead 

Life is springing 

Awoken from the dead