The Legend O' Big Shawn 'N' Buck - Both Audio and Text - W-Illustration

As a lad I were tol’ by me fodder ‘bout a man dey were callin’ “Big Shawn,” An’ da tale were a pitiful sad one, fer it tol’ o’ da t’ing dat ‘e done. It tol’ ‘bout a day when da mine where ‘e worked…in da cold…an’ da dark… an’ da damp… Would cost ‘im ‘is life, but what ‘e would do, would save half da men in da camp. Me fodder said Shawn were a hulk of a man…an’ ‘e went, an’ ‘e done, as ‘e would. An’ dere weren’t a man ever took him, he said…nor ain’t been a man ever could! But early one mornin’ - with pick in ‘is ‘and - big Shawn were jus’ workin’ away, When timbers come loose, an’ dey all went t’ runnin', den…'ccordin’ to what dey all say... Shawn went an’ grabbed ‘im a pillar an’ said, “I’ll ‘old ‘er as long as I can.” An’ dat were da last ‘e were seen in dis world. Yes…Shawn were a hell of a man! But ‘ere’s where da story gets sadder. Big Shawn had a dog name o’ Buck. ‘E always was tellin’ ‘is mates o’ da way dat da dog had fer - bringin’ ‘im luck. Dey say dey were always t’gether. It were Shawn…wit’ ol’ Buck by ‘is side. An’ t’ most it were not a surprise in da least ‘ow ‘is loyal old dog went an’ died. ‘E made ‘im a bed on da ground just above where Big Shawn ‘ad been buried dat day, An’ dat’s where ‘e lay…‘til ‘e withered away. It’s amazin’…..but…dat’s what dey say! PS: I've now got 4 new Audio-CDs - @ 4 1/2 hours each = (62 diversely varied pieces). They’re listed on EBAY - under - “Mark Stellinga Poetry” - or available by simply contacting me at -- mark@writerofbooks.com -- should those of you who enjoy listening to poems as well as reading them - and particularly those of you that travel - care to be so entertained. (We use safe and simple - PayPal) Cheers, Mark