Best Zack Poems
Precious little Zack
Sweet, innocent and pure
Went through this lifetime
For only a few short years
I missed the opportunity of
His last years of development
But my memories stay filled
Of the younger days he spent
Even with disabilities
Born to this child
He always gave his cute
Crooked little smile
When Zack was a tot
He was mellow and quite
And when he laughed
It was a wonderful delight
His parents weren’t together
As most of us know
But both of his parents
Dearly loved him so
Zack recently turned eight
Enduring struggles in his life
I know it was God’s plan
To end his pain and strife
The time has now come
For Heaven to get an angel back
And our Lord has chosen
Precious little Zack
Love, Grandma Flo
Florence McMillian (Flo)
THE LOST SOULS SALOON Page 7
I pushed aside the swinging doors
And stepped out on the street
My poor horse stood, alone all night
without a thing to eat
I led him by the reins
As we turned to make our way
In hopes to find some oats
Or perhaps a bail of hay
And as we walked so slowly
Just drifting out of town
I couldn't help but looking back
And so I turned around
For a moment, thought I saw
vaguely catching just a trace
In a window, 'bove the bar
Of a ghost-like woman's face
I'll never know, if it was real
Or just a torrid dream
But doomed to wander in a world
Where nothing's as it seems
THE END
Zack will be back In
SHOOT OUT at the KOA CORRAL
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The Shoot Out At The KOA Corral
The continuing saga of Zack Waverly
The mare was to far gone
and I had to put her down
There was nothing I could do
To help her make her back to town
When things have come to this
Life seems barely worth a trifle
As the only mercies' left
comes from what's inside a rifle
I saddled up and rode due west
Not to my destination
But, took a little detour
To make an allegation
On a hill top, I approached
As the Sun hung at mid-day
and I saw a man, with whip in hand
strike a Dapple Gray
My poor horse, was exhausted
But I guess he some how knew
He reared up on his two hind legs
Then down the hill flew
I've learn to hold on tight
When Ole Buck gets inspired
I swear, His eyes turn black as coal
While his nostrils fill with fire
He raced to make a beeline
To where the horse was being beat
Then stopped outside the wooden fence
In the mid-day summer heat
"Jonah, stop it now"
Is what I shouted from my horse
"Don't make me come and make you
'Cause you know I can of course"
Jonah wasn't tall but a strong and abled man
and so I pulled my Walker Colt
and watched the whip drop, from his hand
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The Saga of Zack Waverly continues By JT Curtis
In The Affair Of The
Lost Soul Saloon
While sliding off my horse
Not a soul could be found
As I paused for a moment
to take a look around
My horse was acting nervous
So, I leashed him to a rail
Then dusted off the remnants
Of the days spent on the trail
I've been about a week
without a whisky or a brew
and the way I'm feeling lately
there ain't nothing else that'd do
So, I moved my heavy legs
As I stumbled cross the street
then barged through the doors
and made a beeline for a seat
A cloud of dust erupted
as I fell into a chair
and when it all had settle
only silents filled the air
Where is everyone
where's the music, where's the crowd
I was thinking to myself
Then I said it, right out loud.
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The Lost Souls Saloon
The Dawn was growing nearer
As the Sun reached for the sky
I put my hat and boots on
Strapped my gun against my thigh
As I stepped back through the door
To make my way down to the bar
With my fingers in the pocket
Of my vest, found a cigar
She never said a word,
never begged me to stay on
and the place seemed very quiet
Seemed the patrons had all gone
I took each step, down the stairs
like my legs would soon give out
Then stood there kinda shocked
'Cause there was no one about
I saw dust upon the tables
and cobwebs on the chairs
No a bottles at the bar
Musty smell now filled the air
I proceed down the stairs
Where all the dancing girls had been
and that's when I remember
It looked exactly, when I walked in
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Thanks Timmy for your support
Page 4 The Lost Souls Saloon
With a wave of her hand
The cowhands all dispersed
Then she spoke to me some words
I'm sure were well rehearsed
She leaned a little forward,
placed her palm 'long side my cheek
Said, "I could be the one,
if it's companionship you seek"
I admit she put a smile
on my ruff and worn out face
and my eyes began to wander
down her corset made of lace
Then she grabbed me by my vest
as she pulled me from the chair
dragged me 'cross the floor
and made me stumble up the stairs
We landed by a door
when she pulled me by my shirt
Then slammed me 'gainst the wall
and said "please now make me hurt"
I was taken back and tongue tied
So I answered with a kiss
and though I've been with gals before
There was never one like this
Then I entered through the door
Seeking conquest and its glory
As cast aside my faith
In this place called purgatory
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The Lost Souls Saloon
The oil lamp was dimmed
as the light defined her face
and it made the room a fire
silhouetting our embrace
With her arms around my neck
and her legs around my waist
Her lips became more supple
while her eyes drew more debased
I was somewhere, caught between
A place called heaven, and one called hell
And somewhere in the distance
I heard an erie sounding bell
We rolled around the mattress
Like a thunder cloud in spring
Making love like no tomorrow
"Till I couldn't feel a thing
I was falling to perdition
In a never ending well
never to escape
Not, as far as I could tell
But I had to gain my senses
Had to stand up on my feet
Had to fight for my existence
Had to make for my retreat
Don't stray
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Another voice then raised up
It was the doctor of this town
"I've examined the Sheriff's body
But no bullet wound was found"
"Now gentlemen, I advise you
There is something I suspect
if you go and hang this stranger
It'll be something you'll regret "
The crowd became solemn
and took the rope from 'round my neck
Some said "They're sorry
and other's "What the heck"
Some were disappointed
while others were relieved
But, I was glad the doctor was a man
they all believed
I pushed my way through the crowd
to were the doctor had knelt down
He still was searching for a wound
While folks, watching made no sound
But as I stood there looking
something evil came to mind
I told the Doc "Remove his scarf
and see what you might find"
To be continued Monday
Zack says "Have a great weekend"
Heeehawww!
As the Doc removed the scarf
that was 'round the Sheriff's neck
He did it with great care
That shown a sign if deep respect
The Sheriff was well liked
and through the years made many friends
So it was understandable
they were shocked to see his end
The Doctor then remarked
"There a bite mark on his throat
and it seems a small amount blood
stained the collar of his coat
"What do you make of that"? said Doc
While looking up at me
"Perhaps a bite from a bat,
I think Doc you'd agree"
"Well, that's some bat, a monster
I haven't seen,with my own eyes,
has anybody here,
seen a creature of that size
The town folk looking puzzled
Now mumbling in vain
was giving way to panic
as their latent courage waned
That's when the crowd dispersed
To the safety of their homes
Emptying the streets
Leaving me and Doc alone
Yes, I'm sure Doc heard the stories
But he hadn't realized
that the Sheriff must be buried
and tonight would be most wise
To be continued Friday WhooooooooooRaaaaaaaaa
Page 1
A badge laid there upon the desk
Barely shining thru the dust
and the six gun there beside it
neglected, full of rust
There hadn't been a sheriff here
For days or months nor years
and since that day the sheriff died
The town was gripped by fear
It didn't seem that long ago
It feels like yesterday
The streets were filled with people
and the children hard at play
That was until that stormy night
when a stranger came to town
Looking for the sheriff
with intent to gun him down
I was in the lobby
at the hotel 'cross the street
asking for a room
and a place where I might eat
When I glanced out of the window
where the street lamp lit the night
I saw the shadows of two men
as they began to fight
I thought that maybe I should help
but I've been down that road before
I've learn to mind my business
It's just something that I swore
But lookin' back, I might have changed
the future of this town
Or ended up "here" for good!
six feet underground
To Be Continued Tomorrow same time, same place
HeeeeYaaaaaa !!!
page 3
As I backed stepped to my horse
The towns folk grew around
I drew out my colt
but, someone knocked it to the grown
If you asked me how they did it
I would have to answer "Nope"
But somewhere out of nowhere
They produced a hanging rope
Then many men grabbed at me
To pulled me to a tree
when I heard a voice shout out
"You men---You let him free"
The crowd then, stopped suddenly
But their hands still clenched me tight
Questioning who hollered out
and what gave him the right
The crowd then parted slowly
To reveal a single man
kneeling by the Sheriff
and holding up his hand
In his hand the Sheriff's gun
As he waved it in the air
Stating "We all heard 'One shot'
and it seemed to come from here"
Someone picked my gun up
and checked it for the same
it was fully loaded
casting doubt as who's the blame
"I tell you folks,I didn't shoot
The Sheriff as you think
I just rode in to find a room
and have a meal and drink"
The crowd began to soften up
Their fists released their grip
They stood and starred just looking down
Not a sound came from their lips
Then, from the crowd another voice
That simply left me stunned
"Maybe he killed the Sheriff
by using his own gun"
The crowd, as if awakened
focused eyes right back on me
grabbed me once again
and dragged me to the tree
To be continued Tomorrow same time same place
"Wagons Hoeeeeeee"
Page 2
Still I couldn't help but wonder
what the ruckus was about
and I stopped being curious
when a single shot rang out
I flew through the open door
being fast upon my feet
but only one was left to see
lying still upon the street
I walked toward him with caution
Kinda sideways, heal to toe
I was guessin' he was dead
but I didn't want to know
As I knelt beside the body
placed my ear upon his chest
I saw the shiny silver star
that was pinned there on his vest
That's when the towns folk started coming
as they starred in disbelief
The men just shook their heads
and the women wept in grief
Someone said "He must have shot him"
While another asked "That's so"
and with the look that crossed their face
I thought, it's better that I go.
To be continued tomorrow same time same place
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With the body in the wagon
Me and Doc rode through the town
looking up and down the street
not a soul was left around
The Doc gave out a chuckle
"These superstitious fools
They might as well pull this wagon
they're as bright as this old mule"
We reached the edge of town
there I spied a big ole hill
In the moonlight I saw crosses
as I felt a sudden chill
All theses wooden crosses
not a headstone in the lot
They looked to be quite recent
which gave me food for thought
"Doc, it seemed you had more death here
was it plague or like tonight"
The Doc just looking forward
with glowing eyes, and lips shut tight
It was a little erie,
riding up that graveyard hill
and we rode up to a spot
were the old mule now stood still
I jumped out of the wagon
but the Doc kept sitting there
"Are you all right" I asked him
He just turned his head and stared
To be continued
Whoopi Kyoooooooooooooo!
My hand slipped off my boot
and ran along the ore
as the sun made all the gold
glare much brighter than before
The piece that I had palmed
and positioned in my hand
reflected so much Sun
it would blind most any man
With the glare now in his eyes
the Sheriff couldn't see
He found it very difficult
to point his six gun straight at me
I saw him fire off a shot
as he stumbled to the grown
and hit his head upon a rock
the moment he fell down
I jumped up from the ditch
as I stood there by his side
I saw him take his last faint breath
Close his eyes and simply die
I stood there for a moment
half in shock and disbelief
but I managed a slight smile
Cause my soul was now relieved
So I walked up to the wagon
tied the Sheriff's horse on back
loaded up some gold
that I collected in four sacks
I was careful when I left there
not to leave a trace
but I didn't take much time
To leave that crazy place
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The Doc's hand in his pocket
Drew out slow, a hidden gun
and I had to put my hands up
with no time to draw, or run
As he said "you're gonna dig
not just one grave, but let's say two,
and I'll say you just left town
no one hear will have a clue"
Then he threw a shovel towards me
and it landed at my feet
He said "Hurry up and dig
and it need not be to neat"
I wasn't sure to ask
why this sudden change of mind
'Cause somewhere in my diggin'
there's an answer I might find
I must have dug at least three feet
that's when I hit some rock
and something in that makeshift grave
made me look up at Doc
Still, with gun in hand
But consumed by greed and lust
He jumped down from the wagon
In a cloud of moon lit dust
He walked his way with caution
as he glanced down in the ditch
"I guess you know by now,
That we mustn't have a snitch"
The gun he held so firmly
Was now just inches from my head
and I knew that any minute
I was the next one to be dead
to be continued