Open Poetry #27 |
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The Legend of Timothy Wayne (With assistance from Balladeer) |
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timothysangel1973![]()
since 2001-12-03
Posts 1725Never close enough ![]() |
Join me for a walk, my friends. We'll go down memory lane As I tell you about an hombre who was known as Timothy Wayne. A loner and a wanderer, he never settled down But hitched his horse to hitching posts in ev'ry one-horse town. In between saloons and bar brawls, he made whiskey runs. Rough and tough was Timothy Wayne with his well-polished guns. He didn't say a lot - expressions were as cold as ice And, if he talked, you listened 'cause he wouldn't say it twice. The women swooned in wonder at the mention of his name. The men knew not to mess around at all with Timothy Wayne. He wasn't a "wanted" man but folks all knew the legend well Meaner than a rattler, he would fight the fires of hell. One day at journey's end he wound up in a town called Clover. Although he didn't know it yet, his traveling days were over. He got a room and asked the clerk to point out the saloon Then followed the pointing finger aiming at The Devil's Room. The town was not that big, It was a piece of cake to find. Down near the edge of town, the name screamed from a bright red sign, The music and the laughter he could hear out in the street, Then he walked through the doorway to enjoy a liquid treat. A gal sat at the piano all dressed up in frilly lace With hair all curled and shiny, heavy makeup on her face. The men all gathered round to ogle this old singing bird But Wayne looked at the serving girl, who worked without a word. Her hair was long and flowing and her eyes were green and bright. Of all the women there she was the prettiest that night. He heard the men call out her name to bring another round And she did so, unsmiling and without a single sound. Her clothes were dark and dreary - men did not treat her the same But what struck Timothy had been the oddness of her name. He wasn't sure he'd heard it right so he asked, quizzically.. The barman looked up as he said, "That one's called Tima C." He asked him what the "C" stood for...the man said, "I don't know. Her first name's all that matters and that she don't serve beer slow." Timothy Wayne was taken by the girl with long brown hair Which went against his nature - he was not the kind to care. After his fill of whiskey, he went back to his hotel But her face wouldn't leave him. He was caught beneath her spell. When he woke up in the morning he decided to find out Who this woman was and also what she was about. He went back to the Devil's Room but it was locked up tight. The cowpokes all had left and Tima C. was not in sight. He knew he had to find her. Where the hell could that gal be? His mind still reeled beneath the spell of long-haired Tima C. He walked the streets of town and he could feel the townfolks stare At this gunslinger wandering around - he didn;t care. When night fell once again he went back to the Devil's Room Convinced that he would find her working there at the saloon. Yes, there she was at work, still toting pitchers on a tray. He watched her working, wondering how she had spent her day. He watched her work all night. She was so pretty in his eye. Her face was worn and worried and it made him wonder why. He decided he would follow her when they closed for the night. He waited 'til the last man left. She never left his sight. When she walked out he followed as she hurried down main street. He knew that she was nervous by the quickness of her feet. He stopped and called her name and watched her as she looked his way But, "Hi, I'm Timothy Wayne" was all the gunslinger could say. "I know your name", she said to him. "You got the whole town talkin' But you don't scare me none at all and that's why I'm still walkin'". The flash of her green eyes got to him like no woman had. "I'm not all that they say I am. I'm really not that bad." She said, "Well, walk beside me then since you are going my way. It's gonna be light out soon 'cause daybreak's on its way." They strolled along down main street toward the outskirts of the town And he found out about the things in life that brought her down. She told him of her childhood and the things that brought her here To serve those rowdy cowboys trays of whiskey and warm beer. He told her why he followed her, against his way of life But he felt love and wanted her to come and be his wife. She looked at his face as he spoke, neither saying yes or no Then said she couldn't leave - some things that she could not let go. He saw the tears form in her eyes, slide slowly down her cheek, And said, "Then I won't leave you 'cause my love has left me weak." So they decided they would stay there in that one-horse town. For all the towns he'd been to, there in Clover love was found. They married in a tiny church for all the town to see, Raised five kids in their farmhouse built beside a tall oak tree. So ends the tale of two lost souls in search for their true love. Their strength of will won out along with help from up above. Timothy Wayne and Tima C...whoever would have thought That these two wandering hearts alone would ever have been caught? Some women wait for something to change and nothing does, so they change themselves. -Audre Lorde [This message has been edited by timothysangel1973 (06-27-2003 12:46 AM).] |
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Kaoru![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Wonderful story.. Enjoyed this a lot. ![]() |
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SEA![]() ![]()
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
you had me hooked from the first line ![]() Bravo! What a fantastic write!! I enjoyed every word ![]() |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
WOW!!! your writing is amazing! Brava Bella - very much enjoyed the read - Roniece Dawson-Bruce |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
A touching tale. I could hear the tinny piano in the background. *smile* |
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Larry C![]()
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Tima, Sister dear I think you've penned a classic. An annual repost will be required. And wherever folk will go they'll talk about Timothy Wayne and Tima C! Signed Larry C (Larry Wayne) ![]() If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again. [This message has been edited by Larry C (06-27-2003 01:11 AM).] |
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timothysangel1973![]()
since 2001-12-03
Posts 1725Never close enough |
Thank you so much for the sweet replies...... The final touches go to Balladeer, as I employed his help before posting it! This one has been in the treasure chest for three years!! That Balladeer is a great guy, and even better editor in cheif!! HaHa Thanks so much! Tima C. Some women wait for something to change and nothing does, so they change themselves. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
I really enjoyed this story poem...thank you! |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Just a little polishing here, miss. The poem was all yours and you did a wonderful job! ![]() |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I'm stunned! An awesome story! wonderful writing here lady! Thank you for sharing that part of your life. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
This is as smooth as, well, a well-polished gun... Great flow to the rhyme scheme--I enjoyed this very much--read so much like a movie I was craving popcorn. (And wanted to add, the Balladeer is a wonderful teacher too--his gentle advice completely changed the way I thought about writing.) A great story, well told. ![]() |
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Ceinwyn Member Elite
since 2000-07-09
Posts 2175VA |
encore I love this!! ![]() If at first you don't succeed destroy all the evidence that you tried. |
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Cpat Hair![]()
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
very nicely done... so 'deer helped huh? the old reprobate was probably trying to get you to write ugly things about Toe into this as well... good to see you resisted the temptation.. LOL nicely told..and a keeper for sure! |
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papabear Member
since 1999-09-17
Posts 102Atlanta, GA |
Great story … I can’t wait for the sequel… |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
wow, an enjoyable read and story...I liked a lot, thank you for sharing...leaves you wanting more.....thank you for writing and sharing. |
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timothysangel1973![]()
since 2001-12-03
Posts 1725Never close enough |
WOW! You guys are great! Kaoru: So glad you liked it! Sea: "hooked"? WOW! Thanks so much for the nice words. Roniece: "Brava Bella" I just loved that! IceBox: Heard that same piano while I was writing it! Larry "C" (Larry Wayne...) Annual Repost...what an honor, thank you sir... Martie: Glad you enjoyed! Balladeer: Thanks for your insight...Before your input it was so, so....after....well...the replies speak for themselves!!! Dixie: Such a sweet lady you are.... Serenity: YES! popcorn was probably what I was munching on when I wrote it the first time, and yes, that Balladeer is a wonderful teacher! Ceinwyn: An Encore? I always wanted one of those!!! Hair: Year "deer" helped, and no - beleive it or not, there was no metion of Toe! HaHa Papa Bear: Whewww....a sequel? This took three years, but a sequel would be great.... LeeJ: Well, Papa Bear has me thinking about a sequel now...so "more" is possible. ONce again..thank you all so much!!! ![]() ![]() Some women wait for something to change and nothing does, so they change themselves. |
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exhale Senior Member
since 2003-06-13
Posts 646Alberta,Canada |
wow!! what a story! its great how you portrayed him as strong but with a weak point,tima, awesome write!!!! ..so kiss me hard cause this will be the last time that i let you... |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
absolutely a terrific write,,, the words were placed so well they mesmerized me!!! A voice of honesty |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
It always pays to ask the best to help hone a poem... you did... and we're pleased! |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
But Wayne looked at the serving girl, who worked without a word. Her hair was long and flowing and her eyes were green and bright. Of all the women there she was the prettiest that night. Loved this tale you told, and those lines most of all! I am such a sucker for happy endings~ Bravo, Tima C~ |
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Gemini Senior Member
since 1999-12-15
Posts 1203Wisconsin, USA |
Absolutely a splendid write, had me mesmerized right to the end. |
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