I wrote this book, or I guess parts of it from 2006-2008. It was published in 2010. The short story was a continuation of one of the characters in my first novel – The Suicide Cowboys. It was during this period I moved from Denver to Ft Collins and about once a week, my son Josh and I would drive up into the mountains to Estes Park and spend the day. We would park in town and walk up a nature trail past pools of trout and grazing elk to the the Stanley Hotel. The old hotel was where Stephen King got the story for The Shinning. We would have a drink at the bar and talk to the employees about their own supernatural experiences while they were on duty. Later we would retreat down the trail again and eat lunch at Lonigans Saloon, and Irish pub. I would go home with a car full of ideas and stories. This book holds some of them.
Just Me and the Night
Go away loneliness I want to drink Vodka
perverse drunken logic beckons me to the party
walk straight damn it the cops are watching I think
oh my God why, such a waste of the moment,
just then I girl asks me “what am I doing?”
we walk and she takes me someplace as sparks shoot from
her ass while she lies to me, what a performance!
4 am and I am at a 7-11 buying milk as a vast array of people lie
sleeping in old brick apartments. I hear a scream,
“Don’t call the cops!” I trudge home behind a black cat and let
myself in. Lying down I feel the rhythm of the night and wait
for the sleep fairies to close the gate of my mind.
Evening Street Lights
Walking along the busy sidewalks of the life soaked day
Autumn winds catches my collar and thumps my thoughts
My eyes go up to the third floor window and no lights shine
Loneliness shakes me
Damn!
I walk all this way and she is not home- Darker now
I shuffle around and go
To a corner bar and sit down
Blonde whore
Smiles
She wants a drink
I buy her one
Now what?
Her tale of woe, God
I pay
Walk out the door
Still no light
Where is she?
Cold, I stumble
What now?
The dull yellow street lights
They mock me and tell me to go home
I go as the street lights keep watch
On the third floor window
These and many more poems and stories are in Cowboys and Witches. This and all my books at Amazon.com/John K Bucher
Sideshow Media Group offers a series of small books of poetry that is a tribute partially to the Pocket Poets Series that featured Allen Ginsberg’s Howl and a host of others. Lawrence Ferlinghetti launched the series in 1955 to be sold at his City Light’s Bookstore in San Francisco, and is still inspiring minds all over the planet.
These books are all available on Amazon and you can click on the links below to buy any of them.
Sideshow Media Group has just released my latest work of poetry- DHARMA ANGELS
It is for sale on Amazon and I want to give you an idea what this book contains and what you could expect.
“There is no single word in Western language for “dharma” and certainly not “dharma angels”, so I studied them all and came up with my own definintion: human behaviors, principles, or things that seem necessary for the order of nature, living creatures, religious beliefs, family structures, and music on an individual level to go forward. Without such things we shall all surely perish.” – John K Bucher
The third book entitled “California Beat Poetry”, the poems highlight some of the people, places, things and ideas that fascinate me. I decided to ignore the weeds around me and pick the flowers I saw and now share them with you in this collection. Over the next few weeks I will share some of them on this blog. As personal appearance dates become firm I will post these as well. In those I do a live read of many of the poems and will autograph copies sold there.
I dedicated this book to my mother.
“This little book of poems is dedicated to the memory of my mother-Muriel Joyce Bucher (1930-2016). She is one of those missing dharma angels who is not still among us yet is still very much loved.”
