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Wild West Rest Stop

A carriage stops by a water trough and an
empty roofed stable with a long bench. Driver
helps folks and gets a drink. He returns, tells all
they leave in one minute. A man of no rank says
why stop. Driver says, no stops for 150 miles and
no one wants to be near here. So, are we ready?

Copyright © Hilo Poet | Year Posted 2023

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Bill Baker Date: 12/4/2023 4:05:00 PM A whole different world in the world of the wild west, William. I enjoyed reading your poetry today. Write On! Bill Aloha Login to Reply Hilo Poet Date: 12/5/2023 7:28:00 AM 'Twas spotty times then, but danger is timeless in this increasingly encroaching world, Bill. Take care, my friend of Texas. Aloha, William

Silent One Date: 12/4/2023 2:04:00 AM Interesting... you seem to be getting a little political recently, which is perfectly fine... isnt it funny how people view things though? I always believe patriotic behaviour is a blind infatuation... (not saying you are being patriotic) Login to Reply Hilo Poet Date: 12/5/2023 7:22:00 AM Lol, I'm flattered, mayhaps just one of my better days, my friend. Mahalo Silent One Date: 12/4/2023 9:04:00 AM You are far tooo intelligent for me my friend.. Hilo Poet Date: 12/4/2023 8:52:00 AM I was reflecting on 'Hombre' minus the storyline and focus on isolationism due to spatial gaps of settlements that steered these hotspots getting from A to B that made the west wild. Cheers, Silent One, with your intuitive post. Aloha, William