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Friday, 2 September 2016


Rob Ayling, yer Gonzo Grande Fromage, writes: 

"Thom the World poet is an old mate of mine from way back in my history. Even pre-dating Voiceprint, when I was running "Otter Songs" and Tom's poetry tapes and guest appearances with Daevid Allen, Gilli Smyth and Mother Gong are well known and highly regarded. It just felt right to include a daily poem from Thom on our Gonzo blog and when I approached him to do so, he replied within seconds!!! Thom is a great talent and just wants to spread poetry, light and positive energy across the globe. If we at Gonzo can help him do that - why not?"


I think perhaps
I am a different generation --
the one prior to your Mickey Mouses and Beach Balls.
I had a different set of heroes,
and mine all rode horses.

At the edge of town,
down the block from the ancient Hotel Roosevelt 
(where rumor was rampant in high school
that the Roosevelt was where 
the dashing boys from the air base
went to pick up -- whores!),
there, in the darkened movie theater "The Ritz,"
replete with the scent of the popcorn
my allowance didn't run to buying,
I would sit on the edge of my seat
and watch Roy Rogers and his palomino horse Trigger
and his girlfriend Dale Evans;
listen to Gene Autry sing cowboy songs
between chasing scurvy cattle rustlers,
thrill to the Lone Ranger's "Hi yo, Silver, awaaay!"
and the adventures of Hop-a-Long Cassidy,
giggle at side-kick Gabby Hayes,
and wonder what was going on in the episode
of the serial adventure
that I never got to see in sequence.

(In my movies
you always knew who the good guys were
because they wore white Stetsons

and the bad guys wore beat-up black ten-gallon hats.)

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