Deadwood

DEADWOOD S.D.

deadwood s.d.
built between mountain sides
seated at cards
in that valley of death
wild bill

Dave Austin

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Joe Maverick

January 10, 2015 at 12:27 PM

In South Dakota, wild bill got served a hand, then back shot by a cowardly man.. well done Daver old friend)

Maurice Yvonne

January 10, 2015 at 7:25 AM

Love it. A tourism tanka, they might be able to stretch their advertising dollars, promoting areas in this manner.

Andrea Dietrich

January 9, 2015 at 11:49 PM

yes, wild bill sure got around in those days. I was there at this place and I can see you were too. it was a wonderful vacation I took with my family in the station wagon so many years ago. Sure miss those days.

Harry Horsman

January 9, 2015 at 9:31 AM

I may be from old blighty,,but can relate to this Gem...happy new year Daver

Michelle Mac Donald

January 9, 2015 at 3:40 AM

Oh Daver, Tumbleweeds and Cactus, a fitting write for Wild Bill! I went to the foothills for Christmas...ski slopes, but the snow blast hadn't come...whewww.:)) What I had seen was more December fog and some alpacas. Not wild ones but as tame, I suppose, as they might be? I wonder, are they shorn like a sheep? I'll bet that would make them look odd, and no longer haughty. Ah, the mystical magical fog...my muse went into overdrive which isn't always a good thing.:( Love you, Mikki