Showing posts with label cry Wolf. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cry Wolf. Show all posts

secret dreams

so what if

your hair style

is three years

ahead

of the trends

and you will

not regard fashion

because we are

above and

beyond all that

caught between

generations

and

secret dreams

"your mustache

tickles,"

she said.



-- doug smith

 

a breath and a sigh

magic never mattered much
spells and incantations are
punchlines pounding air
barely worth a chuckle and
lately most of life stacks
a natural order and predictable
placid piecemeal wave

but
a breath and a sigh ago
in the warm night air
somewhere between the pause
of the sunset and
the promise of dawn
you touched me gently
recklessly upsetting all mystery
a promise no proper landing
dancing between knowing and 
hiding in a never-land of 
grins and giggles
shakes and surprises
dreams and desire

say,
maybe there is magic after all.






douglas brent smith

 

in need of a doctor

she held back her tears

as she told me the reason

she just could not hold me tonight

"i'm in need of a doctor

who does not ask questions

can you tell me a place to go?

and my body is trembling

from a night past remembering

and i don't want the family to know


"why does it happen it's my cross to bear?

i hear thru your silence -- you weren't even there

but i do need some help some how


"i know it's not unusual

it happens all the time

but it's so devastating

when the choice is mine..."


she refused to cry

as she ended the call

"i will find a way

to overcome it all..."


and never spoke of this again.






douglas brent smith


  

openers

universal bang it was a universal bang

it was a universal bang it was

a big bang


got to thinking about the nature of existance

and with a certain degree of persistence

i proceeded to untangle all the angles

that approach us

from the cosmic cloud encroaching us

all leading to the theory

that a weary sort of human

needs awakening acumen

to make sense of any reasoning

and weather all the seasoning

that's bound to blow right thru you

no matter what you do you

come up a little short and then

it slips right thru your hands again


it hasn't changed much to the aliens

deciding if we're enemies or friends

still hoping that we finally get the joke


universal bank it was a universal bang

it was a universal bang it was

a big bang.




douglas brent smith


Note:

from journal #10, cry Wolf (1977)

cry Wolf

here and gone and

here again the most

peculiar fleeing friend


you stay you go you

tell me so i know

it's sure it's what you name

it's all in how you play the game


but oh i wait here for your kiss

there's something that you should not miss:


cry wolf my

dear


and see what shows


the wolf

will

come


and i

will go.




douglas brent smith


 

Pie Out-Moded

 

sketch by doug smith

Pie Out-Moded - sketch by douglas brent smith, from journal #10 cry Wolf (1977)


Note:

Another silly cartoon, drawn with a flair pen in a spiral bound notebook. That is a lot of ice cream.

A Safe Bet

sketch by doug smith

 A Safe Bet, sketch by douglas brent smith, from journal #10 cry Wolf (1977).

I was not much of a cartoonist, but that didn't stop me from occasionally trying. The joke here is basic and obvious and probably just came out of idle doodling.