Thursday, October 18, 2007

Boot Hill* Revisited (The Sky is Crying)




Boot Hill--
the lonely graveyard
for all dead cowboys
with forgotten
names...

Resurrection day
came and went...

And now they
arise high up.

Life is a dream.

And that dream
flies farther
than the finest
eyes can see.

Above the din,
over the distant
blue ridges;

Boot Hill--
a lonely memory,
far below their
soles and spurs.

Cowboys shaking
the gravedust off
their white and
black hats,
reaching
for the sky.

Today,
all names
are remembered,
today they rise--
never to fall again.




*Boot Hill is the name for many cemeteries in the western United States reserved originally for cowboys whose names and family were not known. The most famous of these are at Tombstone, Arizona, and just outside city limits at Dodge City, Kansas. Boot Hill is also a song by Stevie Ray Vaughn (pictured above), from his post humus album, The Sky is Crying.

25 comments:

Ultra Toast Mosha God said...

It is also one of the few recorded instances of the great man playing slide guitar.

eric1313 said...

Ultra Toast,

That it is. And he was so good at electric slide playing. As well as his regular playing.

He is a legend, as was one before his death. An amazing and unique talent; we are all diminished for his loss.

sandykessler said...

Stevie Ray Vaughn oh wow ot to get some

singleton said...

"Boot Hill--
a lonely memory,
far below their
soles and spurs.

Cowboys shaking
the gravedust off
their white and
black hats"...

I can almost see them rising.....
feel them...

Blancodeviosa said...

i grew up in arizona, so i can completely identify. such amazing history with lots of mystical elements make for one of the coolest states in the US. too bad the bad memeories also linger there, like moss clinging to the bark on age old pines. i still here whispers of haunting things in the wind whipping through those trees. the good, the bad. it makes for such a colorful life.

Blancodeviosa said...

btw.. i love the 70's elements to these last couple of posts. it definetly reminds me of...
well thoughts i can't express in type.
very cool stuff indeed!

Manic Street Preacher said...

so this is how the dead came to life. and then you go name a legend, and make my day.

\m/

Josie said...

Stevie Ray Vaughan, my favorite! I did a post about him (on my previous blog, which I deleted, *sigh*). He was the best.

It's weird, I was thinking about him just last night, and I was going to see if there were more of his videos on YouTube that I could publish.

Lovely poem.

karoline said...

and through your beautiful words..they'll never be forgotten..

k:))

eric1313 said...

Sandy Kessler

He's the best. You won't be disapointed.

Peace...


Singleton

You know it. The Indian and the cowboy will live on and on and on.

Your story helped me to get this idea out there.

Peace and love, friend.

eric1313 said...

Blancodeviosa

"too bad the bad memories also linger there, like moss clinging to the bark on age old pines. i still here whispers of haunting things in the wind whipping through those trees. the good, the bad."

That says so much, and so beautifully. Memories are how many people live forever. Immortal because we keep them that way in our hearts.

And I love when people tell me my writing is evocative of memories that they cherish.

I hope you one day do put these things into type.

Peace out.

eric1313 said...

Manic

You're a fan, too? You're in good company. SRV is a lot of people's favorite.

He'll be a legend for as long as we say he is.

Peace out.


Josie

You too. One can't say enough positive things about the guy.


You can always write another post about him. As I said, there isn't enough good things to be said about him and his music.

Peace...

eric1313 said...

Karoline

Amen.

Immortality is in the minds of the living.

Maithri said...

"Today they rise, never to fall again"

I'm speechless. Just wonderful.

Love, M

eric1313 said...

Maithri

Your support is so very appreciated.

It's a dream that I have... that we could all rise this way, one day.

peace and love.

Ivan@creativewriting,ca said...

Wonderful.

Scary

Boot Hill gone block busting.

(And that remark somehow cost me something).

eric1313 said...

Ivan

I hope it didn't cost you your soul. That would be a travesty.

Thanks for the word, though. I wanted this one to be a little mixed up. Like legends, like cnostelations dueling it out, ight after night.

The Cowboy vs. the Indian.

Cazzie!!! said...

Life is a dream!! Too right

eric1313 said...

Cazzie!!!

May we never wake up. The sleeper hold a position of power.

Peace and love.

captain corky said...

Boot Hill would be a great place to be laid to rest. Not that I'm in any kind of hurry or anything like that.

benjibopper said...

Funny I was just listening to Soul to Soul all day yesterday.

this poem haunts me gently, Eric. What a crazy time in history, all the young dudes risking nothing and everything for nothing and everything.

and those indians you mentioned just trying to hold it together, making impossible decisions about fight and compromise.

eric1313 said...

Captain Corky

Nobody is. I always thought of it as a unique place to spend eternity, too.

eric1313 said...

Benjibopper

Soul to Soul is a great album. So is Double Trouble and In Step, as well as The Sky is Crying.

Anything by SRV, actually.

And the west was won at dear cost to all sides. Indeed, it could be argued that the west was lost.

Native Americans or the cowboys, they faced a battle each day the woke up. It's a sad but interesting time.

I liked how Eurpeans up until WWI thought that all Americans were cowboys. A stereotype, but an interesting one.

And now, we have a cowboy for a president, and we are paying a steep price for it.

Peace out.

Princess Pointful said...

How sad to think that this is not a rare case, but rather the sad norm for many a courageous man.
I love the image of shaking off gravedust.

eric1313 said...

Princess

Yes it is sad. So many souls dead, and nobody knows their names. All over the countryside, over a long period of time.

Thanks for the visit.

Peace and love.