Jim Arnold won the traveling trophy for our roll call piece this month.
Tree Climbing Old Fool
What the heck came over me? Why did I want to climb a tree?
Recapture my youth? Way up high? Now I’m afraid I’m going to die.
There are rules to getting old. Want to live? Don’t be bold!
This one’s important and profound. Keep your feet on the ground!
I took a peak, looks awful grim. I have to find a lower limb.
Legs start shaking, grip is weak. Oh, this outcome’s looking bleak.
Just my luck, it’s starting to rain. I’m convinced I was insane.
The end is near, I start to slip. Probably won’t survive the trip.
No broken bones or emergency room. No undertaker or graveyard tomb.
It was a massive three foot drop. Thought I was higher. This has to stop.
Here’s a horrible, getting old, truth. We’re not supposed to relive our youth.
Roll Call Topics for EWC 2017-2018
Sept 7, 2017 On the Road Again
Oct 5, 2017 My Favorite Author
Nov 2, 2017 In a Forest or Up a Tree
Dec 7, 2017 Bah Humbug!
Jan 4, 2018 Oh What a Night!
Feb 1, 2018 Write 2 or 3 six-word stories
Mar 1, 2018 Killing Your Darlings; a crime story
Apr 7, 2018 My Computer is Killing Me
Our next meeting will be held November 2, 2017, 6:30 NWOSU 30th and Randolph, Enid, OK 73701
The Roll Call topic was once again won by Cathy Thorp
Welcome, friends to the October country where something wicked this way comes in a graveyard for lunatics underneath the Halloween tree, where grow the golden apples of the sun.
Farewell, summer! That last dusty bottle of dandelion wine is my medicine for melancholy.
“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you”, a quote from my favorite author, Ray Bradbury. He spun worded webs of wonder through the tattoos of the Illustrated Man.
We took the tour through the Martian Chronicles in a future imagined where one could have a career as a Rocket Man, launched with the sound of thunder, quicker than the eye.
“You don’t have to burn books to destroy a culture, just get people to stop reading them” is a warning and a promise from Fahrenheit 451. Now, and forever, somewhere a band is playing. Listen, learn, read on.