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Richard Daybell – Novels, stories and short humor

Now We Are Eighty

During the years we were running the inn, Dick Yeaw and his much better half, Linda Cooper, would bring Elderhostel hiking groups to the inn several times a year.  These groups were made up of about twenty frequently cantankerous seniors who pretty much took over the inn, hiking during the day, studying Robert Frost before dinner, then (thankfully) toddling off to bed by about eight o’clock.  In addition to being a hiking guide, Dick taught literature and was and is a poet.

Dick had an eightieth birthday party a couple of weeks ago.  Guests were forced to write something if they wanted anything to eat or drink.  My contribution follows (with apologies to A. A. Milne – and to Dick, I suppose).

(Disobedience)

Dick Dick
Yeaw Yeaw
Writer of poetry
Took great Care of his hikers,
Though nearly 83.
Dick Dick said to his hikers,
“Hikers,” he said, said he:
“You must never go up The Chandler Ridge,
If you don’t go up with me.”
 
Dick Dick
Yeaw’s hikers
Said they were playing bridge.
But Dick Dick’s
Sneaky old farts
Were climbing up Chandler Ridge.
Dick Dick’s hostile elders
Said to each other, said they:
“That cranky old man
Doesn’t think we can
Get to Chandler Ridge today.”
 
Dick Dick
Put up a notice,
“LOST or STOLEN or STRAYED
TWENTY SENILE HIKERS
SEEM TO HAVE BEEN MISLAID.
LAST SEEN
EATING TWIGS
AND PEEING BEHIND A TREE.
THEY GAVE UP THEIR BRIDGE
TO CLIMB UP THE RIDGE.
BRING BACK MY HIKERS TO ME.”
 
Dick Dick
Yeaw Yeaw
(When things were looking dim)
Told the
Forest Rangers
Not to go blaming him.
Dick Dick
Said to the old fools,
“Old fools,” he said, said he:
“You must never go hiking
on Chandler Ridge
without consulting me.”
 
Dick Dick
Yeaw’s hikers
Haven’t been heard of since.
Forest rangers searched and searched,
They dusted the trees for prints.
Dick Dick
Yeaw Yeaw
Said to a man he knew:
If old folks go up
The Chandler Ridge
Well, what can anyone do?
 
(Now then, very softly)
D.D.
Y.Y.
W. Poetry
Took great
C/O of his H*****
Though nearly 83.
D.D. said to his H*****
“H*****,” he said, said he:
“Listen up Mateys,
I may be eighty
But never disobey me.”

And here is one of his poems, reprinted here without permission.  (Tough shit, Dick.)

Just Jazz?

Swinging sounds
                                      dying red sun
                                                                 Jabbering clinking sighs of
                                                                                                                     leisurely listeners
                                      Another afternoon of Tootful tones
The proud pianist
                                      balloon eyes streaming
                                                                               DRIVES
                                                                                                          the mocking melody
While the regal bassist
                                     CHIMES IN
                                                                              with long silky fingers
                                                                                                         sliding out the humming tune
And the propelling sparkplug of rhythm
                                                          tastefully brushes this JAMMING noise
                                                                    around our tired, lonely hearts
                                                                                 to raise us to these fast notes
                                                                                               before they drop, vanish
                                                                                                          into the afternoon
                                                                    SUNSET
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2 comments on “Now We Are Eighty

  1. Beth
    June 24, 2011

    Most excellent (with apologies to AA Milne–as if he cared now–and birthday wishes Dick Yeaw as well)!

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  2. Gary & Gayle Banks
    June 28, 2011

    Hi Richard,
    How many years have we known you? You have alwys had such a
    great talent, you truely have are a gifted writer. We hope you are as
    proud of yourself as we are of you. HI Linda & Morgan & his family.
    Keep up the great work. Love, Gayle & Gary

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