Rooster Man

Every time
I used to hear
a rooster’s crow,

ya know, that repetitive
cocka doodle doo
ya just can’t Stand,

and ya wanna jump out of bed,
get your hatchet
and chop off its head.

It’s drivin ya crazy,
and ya can’t wait
to get even with that cock.

Then all of a sudden
ya hear Elvis singing
‘Jailhouse Rock!’

what would you do?

Hatchet in hand,
I opened the door
and coulda swore I heard,

“One, two,
three four,
Five o’clock rock…”

It was commin
from the old Maple tree.
The light of my miner’s cap

illumined the bark.
And there he was,
Rooster Man

that gol durn cock.
And believe it or not,
I’m his Biggest fan.

c. Douglas Fireman


For those who doubt this story,
I took a picture of Rooster Man.
Actually he's a combo of the original
tree bark and the paint I later
added using Picasa Tools.

Wish I coulda captured the song too.
He sounded exactly like Elvis.

Sabbaths

Sabbaths are not
relegated to Sunday,
Saturday,

or Friday.

Each moment
in our lives
can be a Sabbath.

Organized religion
has no control
over the multitude

of Sabbaths
available
to us.

c. Douglas Fireman

Fire Elephants

Did you ever see an elephant
in the fire's flickering flame?
I told my wife about my sighting

she laughed
saying, "You're insane!"
But there they were,

and that's the gospel truth.
I grabbed my camera
and snapped a pic.

"Here's my proof," I said
snuggling up to her in bed.
She rolled her eyes,

shook her head,
and with the cutest little grin,
she said...

"what a nut I married."
Knew it,
the day we wed."

c. Douglas Fireman

Captured

Created from a bunch of joined leaves.

A bit of color manipulation
and application of paint.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3A19q7rysLs

Triangles

Of all the shapes in that mobile
that twirled
above my crib;

of all the wooden shapes
I used to play with
as a kid, I'll admit

that triangles were my favorite,
I dreamed of them;
I drew them.

Geometry
would not have been the same
without them:

Isosceles triangles,
equilateral, scalene meant more to me
than smoking dope or even... necking.

Right triangle, acute, obtuse. Even I
began to think my screws
were loose. Without the Shrink

who helped me tighten them,
I'd still be living a triangular
obsession.

c. Douglas Fireman


By the way, how many triangles
do you see in this photo?

Waiting

When the table's set
the guests will dance circles
round the diamond center

sing melodies of Eden
before the Fall
serve forbidden fruit

on silver trays
till the break
of dawn.

c. Douglas Fireman