Welcome to John E. WordSlingers’ Nudged Sketches of Flighty Things

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BEGETS OF AUTUMN

WWWorrrrrrdddsssslllllllliiiinnnngggggggerrrr
is a poet with 4 wheel drive, so lets go for a ride…..
\,,/_(-.-)_\,,/ ~ WordSlingers’ NUDGED SKETCHES OF FLIGHTY THINGS

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I have to take the road that Bruce Lee
took towards the Martial Arts, as an
analog “Like water”.
I take the Literature Arts of Poetry.
In the beginning I used free verse,
swift rhyming, lyrical, metal-rap-groove verse
with definition and aggression.
Now, I try different systems,
in all genres, as always,
and put them to my personal use.
Furthermore, put to use what is useful
when needed, and reject what I don’t need
at the time for a specific write.
Using no specific way, is the way,
I am the way I write, but keeping in mind,
the tools at hand. No limitations as the limitation.
With all poetry styles ( trapping, and grabbing)-
(mind locks-heart locks-spiritual locks-)
Honestly expressing oneself is difficult to do:
The poet, the creating individual is always
more important than any style or system.
Absorb what is useful, discard what is useless,
and add to what is your own.
I write my own interpretation of poetry.
Concepts behind concepts.
Dedicating to creating
creative new-original thoughts, and poetry.
I write with one hand,
but if I could write with the other,
at the same time, a different poem,
that would be to break boundaries.
As asking multi-tasking: Poetry styles separate poets.
Style is a continuous growth.
Poetry skills/tools are weapons and you have
to use all of them, to incorporate all styles.
(Move all parts of your poetry)
Put everything into it, all energy.
Rest then progress.
A true poet is constantly growing,
and when he or she are bound by a set of styles,
or a way of doing things, that’s when he,
or she stops growing.
To reach a reader you have to move
to them, advance, and retreat- advance retreat,
furthermore slide and step back, push,
and push back, circle them
( put the reader on defense),
and close them in, and hit them
with the best closure.
Poetry is like water, flexible, it has to go somewhere..

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THE ASYLUM COOK & THE WEATHER WOMAN screenplay by John E. WordSlinger #9

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THE ASYLUM COOK & THE WEATHER WOMAN

by John E. WordSlinger

A young couple, the man works as a cook at an asylum, and his wife goes to school to be a weather lady…

Both have the perfect careers: The weather person gets paid the same if they are wrong or right.

The world seems crazy so feeding them well, you do the observation…

The weather and the insane are somewhat similar; they drool, snarl, and cry.

Sunshine well that’s when times are fine, or are they?

I am Brindley and this be Laurie and we are the Boggs.

I fight Mental Illness Stigma, and She fights for Solutions on Climate Change…

FADE IN

INT. NIGHT – BOGGS HOME BEDROOM

BRINDLEY & LAURIE

(Complete making love, and caress each other)

BRINDLEY

(Gets up, and dresses for work)

INT. DAY – ASYLUM CELL

CARA

(Looking out the rooms window)

EXT. DAY – OUTSIDE ASYLUM

BRINDLEY

(He be in his forties, fit, and walks with a gentle smooth but intimidated stride trough the parking lot to the psych ward where he works. A tornado siren sounds)

V.O.

Must be a test, there be no clouds in the sky.

The weather comes and goes, same as the lives I feed here. I feed them until they are disposed of. Their lives are hidden, and their after life maybe the same. I make the jumbo for those in limbo I tell my wife. The hard part to maintain be the unwanted children, and every time I leave their ward. I feel I want to cry. Although, this is not a jail or a prison, people here are rich. They come from rich families. My wife has been going to school to be a weather forecaster to analyze atmospheric simulations from some of the most powerful computers on the planet. To collect observed data from stations, satellites, and buoys worldwide. She will learn, and put this information together to prepare reports about likely weather conditions for a given geographical area in the immediate to short-term future. I am smart but she my beautiful wife, she has mastered physics, calculus, computer science, and of course, atmospheric science.

BRINDLEY stops, raise his head up, closes eyes, and catches a nice breeze upon himself before he goes into the building.

INT. DAY – ASYLUM

V.O.

In here, where I work be like dealing with human meteors.

(A new patient comes in from the back door as BRINDLEY goes through the side door)

INMATE

Join the Club..

Everyone laughed.

Along with the reverberating chaos of the dormitory, it was a surreal sound. People drooling, snarling, some of them crying, furthermore many laughing.

V.O.

A lot of them come from families that can’t bear the burden anymore. It makes me physically ill to be in this place, to see the twisted faces behind barred windows in locked doors, but if I must keep LAURIE my wife happy, I must keep squirreling away money.

I try to ignore the sounds of the screams. Also I do not ignore the fact that my wife be beyond beautiful, and well, I am proud of her curves. She will soon, add to the enjoyment of the forecast world. Who says weather women have to look boring? I am blessed to come home to her, from all of this.

INT. DAY – GROCERY STORE

LAURIE

(Stands behind people staring at the milk, and eggs.)

The pendulum swinging too far… Yeah right. It’s milk everyone, good ol milk. It’s eggs everyone, they won’t change color until Easter. Excuse me.

(People give her a dirty look, as she barges in front of them. She grabs a gallon of milk, and a dozen of eggs)

God bless. Ah, try to be nice LAURIE, try to be smooth.

(A man was watching her from behind)

MAN

I am feeling high pressure in the lower region. I love weather bunnies. I am a man, and I understand weather.

LAURIE

(Face squinted)

Excuse me.

MAN

You got my prostate contracting around. I work at the gas station near your school, and I have seen you, so I have to say, I’m tired of women looking like men, acting like men, and talking like men. I’m very conservative and ideally prefer a more modest approach but I support you in your effort to be attractive and fully female.

LAURIE

(Laughs)

I aim not to be distracting.

MAN

The problem is when you are giving the weather, people probably won’t remember what it was.

LAURIE

(Laughs)

MAN

(Smiles, and walks near.)

The extended forecast. I don’t judge you. The summers here, let me say, be stronger than Viagra.

LAURIE

(Laughs)

I have to go.

MAN

(Looks at her wedding ring, finally)

What ever station hires you, I am sure the ratings will triple.

(Looks again, at the ring)

I best be nice, you could be packing heat.

LAURIE

(Laughs, and walks away, to the self check out)

MAN

(Looks at CARA as she walks away)

Chili today and hot tamale.

LAURIE

(Heard him, and kept walking)

MAN

Why not have a beautiful woman lie to us? At least its not all bad news that way. More babies will be born in America this way.

(Laughs)

She will go viral, and earn millions. Beauty and brains, and

P.O.V.

(Looks at her ass)

LAURIE

He will be at his home staring at himself in the mirror all day.

Ugh!

INT. DAY -ASYLUM

BRINDLEY

(Goes into the kitchen, and starts working)

V.O.

I wonder how many here can cook their own food. Because I too, dang it, can die from this, by maniacal exhaustion. It be a shit hole and as others have said it’s a money grabbing atrocity. Grief therapy, my ass.

NURSE ANNE

(IMPROV – Gossiping about this patient, and that one)

Someone here should smash their faces with food trays. Witches.

BRINDLEY

Nonsense. They are beautiful people with broken minds, that’s all.

NURSE ANNE

They do not notice you.

BRINDLEY

I am always listening.

CARA

(a patient, singing to herself in the dining hall, and combing her hair with her fingers)

NURSE ANNE

She does that all day.

BRINDLEY

Her voice be enchanting.

CARA

(Sings)

P.O.V.

At CARA and others smiling, and acting odd from her singing.

V.O.

I have not told my wife about her. It is none of her concern. I recall when CARA spoke to me for the first time. Her voice be as lovely as she be, sweet and clear, like a bell ringing. My skull has her curled up inside. All of her crawled inside my brain, hard to say. I can not stop thinking about, the unspeakable, She asked me to do something…

BRINDLEY

I will tell you this Anne, I am glad we have a crazy president, and I will tell you this. I am happy we have politics, and religions for one fact.

NURSE ANNE

Why is that?

BRINDLEY

Because it shows the future people, proof, clear proof, what causes all of this mental illness. We only have this job, because of rich people. All the poor with illnesses caused by all of this are in jails and prisons, or dead, furthermore homeless.

NURSE ANNE

(Gives him a dirty look)

Work there then.

BRINDLEY

(Gives CARA ice cream)

NURSE ANNE

What are you doing?

BRINDLEY

I am breaking her spell against me.

(pause)

CARA

(Looks at Anne with piercing eyes, smiles, looks at the other inmates, and laughs)

INT. DAY – BOGGS HOME

LAURIE

(On her smartphone with her college Meteorology guidance counselor NOVAJIA making breakfast)

NOVAJIA

WBW TV offer unpaid internship. It’s a fantastic way to get some experience, and can give you tremendous advantage.

LAURIE

As we talked before, I am into Forensic Meteorology, then again I adore, Aerospace.

NOVAJIA

You are not in the military, so good luck with that.

LAURIE

Nova I am like a lightning bolt, and me and BRINDLEY have always been on cloud nine. I will be fine.

NOVAJIA

You go, you sexy thunder clap.

LAURIE

Chemistry and math.

INT. DAY – ASYLUM – DINING HALL

BRINDLEY

V.O.

I have not told anyone that CARA has been talking to me, more and more each day.

FLASH BACK

She doesn’t ask about her father anymore because one of the nurses finally broke, yelled at her that her father was dead by her own hand, his heart driven through with a knife, and as she stood over him cackling. I overheard this from the hallway the day after CARA made her mad request.

NURSE ANNE

(Looking into CARAS eyes)

BRINDLEY

Best not look into her eyes. I know better than to look to long.

CARA

(Protesting)

I’d never do such a thing, it must have been the mother of his lover, and everyone else that spread him thin.

NURSE ANNE

(Being snidely)

You are the witch, and that’s why you are locked in this place. Everyone knows you are a killer. Your good looks can’t hide the evil inside.

BRINDLEY

(Smiles, and gives her more ice cream)

Everyone laughs in the dining hall.

NURSE ANNE

I will see that the Doctor gives you electroshock therapy for the next month.

CARA

How many psychotherapists does it take to do that?

NURSE ANNE

(Looked puzzled)

CARA

Oh butterflies. I bet it comes with a book with a microchip so I can’t put it down.

(Smiles)

Send my fathers’ murderers the bill.

BRINDLEY

(Smiles, and gives her more ice cream)

Everyone laughs in the dining hall.

P.O.S. – POINT OF SOUND

Footsteps could be heard, everyone but CARA in the room tightly griped the sides of their chairs and grit their teeth, simultaneously whispering, please let it not be me, please let it not be me…

INT. EVENING – BOGGS HOME

LAURIE

(Singing)

When I forecast,

I can’t let it rain when the sunshines

When it’s bright and sunny, I can’t let it rain

Must keep my viewers up

I must make my name

That’s who I am

I must dress for STEM

I am going to be in the weather saddle

My dream job, what a thrill

And in the middle of the night

I must get my forecast right

BRINDLEY

(Comes into the home)

LAURIE

Why the long face hun?

BRINDLEY

Modern healthcare be like a horse, sick with disease.

LAURIE

It’s contagious, but we won’t get it, until.

BRINDLEY

(Laughs)

LAURIE

We won’t get real healthcare until I start working, and that will be soon.

BRINDLEY

Perhaps it’s the hot weather keeping my spirit heavy. I find it hard to see the humor in things these days. My poor attempt at a joke. Today there was nearly a riot in the dining hall. Seems to be a hotbed of violence, all of the patients in one space. The sound of chewing, and swallowing appearing to drive some of them to more madness, or maybe they’re just sick of the food like me.

ACTION AS V.O.

LAURIE took off BRINDLEYS shoes. They both got comfortable on the couch.

V.O.

LAURIE earned her up and coming graduation from college, and her voice always takes me off edge. I could not think of an ever a forced smile with her.

While he fingered through LAURIES’ hair on the couch he thought about the pain CARA was going through in electro therapy.

LAURIE

(Turned on the T.V.)

Hurricanes, climate change. Screw trying to get to the bottom. I will get to the top of the problem one day. To know long term and short term averages.

BRINDLEY

Same as our children one day.

LAURIE

(Kisses him)

BRINDLEY

Yes all of them, Autumn, Sky, and Sunny.

LAURIE

No Blaze, and Stormy.

BRINDLEY

No Blaze and Stormy. Can I check your moisture content?

LAURIE

(Smiles)

Yes, we have a distinctive under standing.

BRINDLEY

I am an average person, scientist.

LAURIE

Love our gravitation, it is pulling us closer.

BRINDLEY

Heavy.

LAURIE

Bump me like the air.

BRINDLEY

Blue skies and happy landings.

EXT. DAY – ASYLUM

CARA, and the NURSE ANNE are back in the ward. NURSE ANNE seems more cocky, and CARA drained to the brain.

BRINDLEY

(Brings CARA food, and she still seems to be drugged, her nerves still not responsive. He examines the holes in her temples from the drill)

They are zombifying you. I see it all, and I know this be not legal, and sure the be not medical. Torture, mutilating. These evil people, do not know what sanity is by their own admission. The public needs to know.

CARA

(reaches for BRINDLEYS hand, and holds it for a second, and he gets up and leaves, stops and says)

BRINDLEY

Eat and rest.

(He walks down the hall, and says in his mind)

V.O.

Believability, believability, believability.

One minute they’re awake, the next, they’re asleep, the next, awake again.

(LESS a man, a 300 pound orderly walks by, and BRINDLEY does not look at him as he walks into the kitchen)

BRINDLEY

(washes his hands in the sink)

V.O.

I am in the hall of shameful crimes against humanity!

EXT. DAY

LAURIE and DEBBIE

(LAURIES best friend, and college classmate driving in car, DEBBIE drives)

LAURIE

Music is a great way to set the mood at a graduation party.

DEBBIE

Don’t feel like you have to conform to the standard graduation party. Maybe like, we get some rockets, and throw an equator party?

LAURIE

(throws her arms up)

YEAH! I love that. Yes, rockets, oh yes. The neighbors will love that.

DEBBIE

(Laughs)

I will surprise you with dessert. I will tell you, now, our Professor, was more than a great artist.

LAURIE

(Tilts her head, looking at DEBBIE, with one eye getting larger, and the other smaller, widening a smile)

You did, you did.

(smiling more)

DEBBIE

(Laughs, smiling saying)

Every chance I could. He fly’s planes too.

LAURIE

Oh yes, I recall. The guy is a genius. Rare man.

I was always engaged in his lectures.

DEBBIE

You should know his bedroom theory, besides his weather theory.

LAURIE

Tell me.

DEBBIE

Like his lectures for hours I could listen to him.

His bedroom terminology, and presentations. Put it this way, he be no pole speed at all, and I am not talking about his pole babe, the earths slow north and south poles.

LAURIE

(Laughs)

I heard he was in a band too.

DEBBIE

Oh yes, they piss me off.

LAURIE

(Laughs again)

So he too gave you a Coriolis effect?

DEBBIE

(Laughs)

Cyclonic, all night on it babe.

LAURIE

(Laughs)

INT. DAY – ASYLUM

BRINDLEY

(Walks outside to smoke a cigarette,, walks around, and stares at the forest)

V.O.

The use of the word better, these people are not getting better, politics are not, and the weather, maybe for now. That is the way of it all, we go into this life and come out… Different. CARA beautiful, haunted CARA. ME and LAURIE want a family, a large one, but this world, and all that can be, this world and all can be capable of unspeakable things. I try to forget things of this nature, If I don’t look at it, think of it all, but the feelings I get, the snakey, slithering feelings nest in my being. Things here, and the people are quiet. I have to keep in mind people are here because of justice, and what they have done, but the squeezing in me, happening from screams, and grrr.

(Throws cigarette down, stomps on it, and picks it up, and puts it in his pocket.)

EXT. DAY – ROCKET SHOP

DEBBIE

Okay, you are happy but something be on your mind, I know you.

LAURIE

BRINDLEY, he does not talk about anything of his work.

DEBBIE

(Laughs)

Well, he deals with people with chips on their shoulders, smaller than their mouths, but deeds larger that canyons. People who do not know what the narrow road means. A lot of people do not understood spiritual warfare because they were never taught a lot about it.

LAURIE

I know.

DEBBIE

Do you know, most people are not prepared when something bigger than them comes for them, and they let the door wide open. Things spin out of control, and it’s a dang shame.

LAURIE

What do you mean?

DEBBIE

Deep things, things deep we can’t sense.

LAURIE

Ah, inner weather, and other peoples inner weather.

DEBBIE

Yes.

INT. DAY – ON THE ROAD

BRINDLEY

(Driving home from work)

V.O

This job be getting to me, it, them, also to be a traumatic experiences, but I have no way of knowing. But like them, maybe for me probably best for me to not know the things that happened. Think of your blessings BRINDLEY. I live in a safe and normal environment. I am frightened though. What’s happening to me. CARA, and the sound of her voice. I wish I could take leave, to clear my mind, before it starts playing tricks on me. I wonder what happens there after I leave. Society poses a far greater danger to people with mental illness than they do to society. Grr, if the people were not lunatics when they went in they definitely were after being put there. As for me, I am a wondering.

INT. NIGHT

CARA

(In her cell)

Paperwork, paperwork. Filthy place. I want ice cream. I know what, I have jukebox in my head, Goodness gracious, great balls of fire. They don’t love me, they love my insurance. It is me, me and my toothbrush. My tooth brush and me. Guess what tooth brush, I am high on their quota. Goodness gracious, great balls of fire.

(Laughs)


The kangaroo court, and their perjury. Tooth brush, no one is filming this evil place on steroids. Depression should not equal punishment, you hear me?

(YELLS)

Is there a flood, smells like back up human waste in this place.

Maybe some one shoved bibles up your asses!

INT. NIGHT – BOGGS HOME

LAURIE

I was listening to Mike Oldfield, and seems music has de-evolved quite a bit since then.

BRINDLEY

(Laughs)

We weren’t even born yet.

LAURIE

BRINDLEY you can talk to me about anything. I listen to this song because I want to help you fight mental illness stigma, so listen to me. The Devil was the director of the music in the heavenly realms. So I am studying music of our time hun.

BRINDLEY

Red skies in the morning Sailors take warning

Red skies at night Sailors take flight

LAURIE

That’s right. I sense sometimes you wake up happy, and sometimes sad. You have a purpose, other than me, and our future children, please watch all doors, because evil loves to destroy, love. I care, and self care too.

BRINDLEY

So I am suppose to protect a host of evil, that invaded my body with self care?

LAURIE

(Laughs)

So you admit, something is bothering you?

BRINDLEY

Maybe, maybe some other NASA from some other planet, broke into my void.

LAURIE

Thank you for taking off the face mask.

BRINDLEY

(Kisses here)

INT. DAY – ASYLUM

BRINDLEY

(Looks into CARAs cell through her little window.)

V.O.

She doesn’t look at me.

BRINDLEY runs away in short quick gasps.

V.O.

I wanted to touch her, and not her temples this time. I had to see her, combing her long dark hair with her fingers, as I’ve seen many times before. She was in silence, not singing. Her bruises come to mind. Like fresh tender burns.

DR. COLTRANE

Brindley.

BRINDLEY

(Startled, but kept distained.)

Yes Doctor?

BRINDLEY

V.O.

He never spoke to me before, so I must not be invisible now.

DR. COLTRANE

Has CARA spoke to you?

BRINDLEY

No, she keeps to herself.

DR. COLTRANE

I spoke with NURSE ANNE, and she says, you too, seem close.

BRINDLEY

She scares me, actually sir.

DR. COLTRANE

In what way?

BRINDLEY

(Laughs)

No clue.

Doctor Coltrane looked at CARA’s cell.

DR. COLTRANE

Great.

The Doctor handed Brindley a hundred dollar bill, and walked away. The Doctor spent hours in her room, with her door window shut.

V.O.

I went outside and smoked a cigarette, and became angry inside. I could never tell LAURA this, it was something I thought to take to the grave.

EXT. DAY – BOGGS BACKYARD – GRADUATION PARTY

(Wine, glasses, and guests launching rockets in the back yard)

LAURIE

We came a long way from the senses of the human body, to predict, the body as a weather instrument, especially sight, touch, feel, smell, and hearing. Also public safety service can be fun, let me explain everyone. We can save people from disasters, and billions of dollars in damages.

DEBBIE

Can we save people from Pokeman go wildfires?

Everyone laughed.

LAURIE

(Laughs)

Right, humans can’t be trusted with anything.

BRINDLEY

(Looks around, and at the ground)

PROFESSOR KING

Death by walking, the human out of control storms.

Best not to know the world wide damage cost.

BRINDLEY

Why not? I see it a lot. Speaking of damages caused by greed, capitalism. DEBIIES remark, stands from that. PROFESSOR KING, we are in deep shit. Most people are ignored, by their sleeping mother government, and Daddy Greed be screwing over the working class. We are not a free nation. We are a condom, condom-less, a loveless Devil damned nation. Pardon me, and LAURIE, our bodies are loosing that gift of sensitivity for weather detection, and love for each other too. Smarts, no more smarts

PROFESSOR KING

(Looks at Debbie and Laurie)

He has a point.

LAURIE

(Looks at her wine glass, and then the thermometer on their deck.)

P.O.V.

The weather vane on their home began to spin, and no one noticed.

INT. NIGHT – BOGGS BEDROOM

They were sleeping in bed, and BRINDLEY began to dream. He and CARE stepped into a manned balloon. People were everywhere, and taking pictures. The balloon took off, and BRINDLEY fed CARA ice cream, and recited a poem…

DROPS OF LIGHT UPON A PAPER SKY

Palm trees with ice sickles;

And oceans with freckles

Brings

her

frowns

God lets her borrow heavens stencils

And the sound of her pencil

Brings

them frowns

upside down

She’s a saber pencil poet

with a laser eye

Everything she touches

Yes, turns to life

She’s learned the secret message

hidden in the rhyme

Join her on her light-full path

A road with no time

Hush

She’s a rush

Listen to the drops

of light

on

the

paper

sky

(As they fly, and poem read, they fly through day and into night.)

(Water color animation, filter)

INT. DAY – ASYLUM

BRINDLEY looked around for signs of nurses making their rounds. He went to CARAs small window of her cell, and he looked at CARA. She was singing, and fingering through her hair.

CARA

(Looked at BRINDLEY, and smiled)

Bring me my Father.

INT. NIGHT – BOGGS HOME

BRINDLEY

God help me.

(Tapped his fingers on his chair, and spent most of the evening tapping his fingers on the chair, looking into the fireplace. Thinking of his father, trying to think of nothing about his father, or CARAS father, furthermore anyone’s father)

God help me.

(Drinks some liquor)

LAURIE

(Looks at him)

V.O.

I feel there be more. I married this man. I am going to have to make sense of this. I believe in him, but what is he doing, or what has he done?

INT. NIGHT – BOGGS BED ROOM

BRINDLEY

(Laid in bed thinking)

V.O.

Anything be possible in these dark times. I have to silence these thoughts. Now I know LAURIEs eyes are on me at all times. Now I will feel her now too.

(Falls asleep)

INT. DAY – NOVAJIAs HOME

LAURIE

(With her arms folded around herself)

I have always wanted to predict the future every since me, and my father built my first weather station in the back yard. NOVAJIA I need to speak with you about a storm, or a storm about to be. I sense it anyway, and I never learned to predict a personal storm, or a inner one.

NOVAJIA

What do you mean?

LAURIE

BRINDLEY, he never talks about his work. He says it be a mans’ concerns.

NOVAJIA

That’s a good thing. He don’t trouble you with those troubles. Don’t ask him to publish himself with you, let him publish himself.

LAURIE

His silence is an art.

NOVAJIA

Stop being so blank, and walk around the house naked.

You are going to have to learn to walk naked in your clothes because I got your first job at WO’WS TV channel 23.

LAURIE

(Laughs)

What?

The man from the grocery store walks out of NOVAJIAs bedroom naked.

LAURIE

(Unfolds her arms as she recognizes him, and turns around)

NOVAJIA

(Laughs)

Get some clothes on. LAURIE, that was GREGG.

LAURIE

I have seen him when I bought milk and eggs.

GREGG

(Smiles, and returns to the bedroom)

INT. DAY – ASYLUM

While making pizza, BRINDLEY overheard gossip between two nurses about CARA, the lover of her father was determined to drive her father out her mothers arms, and they carried on their affair in secret. CARA began seeing things, strange things.

DISSOLVE TO – FLASH BACK – NIGHT

She claimed one night, her fathers’ lover was peering into her parents window of their house, screaming madly. CARA grew tired of the madness and her fathers’ lover succeeded in driving them apart. But by then, Clara was with her father, and the next part, we all know.

V.O. (BRINDLEY as he makes trays of pizza, and hymms some Psalms)

DISSOLVE BACK TO FLASHBACK

What I did not know was, as the police dragged CARA screaming away from where the body of her father was shot in cold blood. I wonder if, perhaps, her fathers’ lover unleashed something she could no longer control, all in the name of love?

BRINDLEY

(Brought trays of pizza to every patient in the dining hall, while hymms of Psalms sand out of him)

V.O.

My wife be so beautiful, we will make a great family. It be spring time. When giving CARA her pizza, he did not think of her coldness this time, and she looked better after the therapy sessions.

INT. DAY – NEWS STATION

At the weather unit LAURIE was shown the software at the station.

DOCK

(Chief Meteorologist)

Everyday is much the same, you settle in, sit down, and get down to business. Here is the radar, satellites, and the national weather service. We are the seven day wizards. No need to blush, the climate is changing.

LAURIE

(Laughs)

DOCK

The phone is right there too, and we get calls from a local American Native, named JAMES, he tells us how much fire wood he has collected for him and his family.

LAURIE

(Laughs)

DOCK

(Laughs)

Actually his forecasting is on key. We have been talking for years.

Okay I will leave you alone to learn the system, don’t break a bone, we have no cast for that.

LAURIE

(Laughs)

DOCK

(Looks at her close, and closer, at her ears)

You don’t have Donkey ears, so your family must be farmers.

LAURIE

(Laughs)

A government joke.

DOCK

(Laughs)

You got it. Do you have any cats?

LAURIE

(Laughs)

Four cats, and I give them mice cream on a hot day!

DOCK

(Laughs)

EXT. DAY – ASYLUM

BRINDLEY

(Smoking a cigarette)

Brindley watches men build a stable, and fencing. The Asylum decided to have horses here for the patients.

V.O.

Why is CARA the only person here, that does not have a cell mate?

P.O.V. CARAs cell

CARA is on her bed, under a blanket. DOCTOR COLTRANE leaves the cell.

FADE BACK

BRINDLEY

(Looks at the horses in their pen)

V.O.

The horses are restless as all of the patients here.

(Looks up at the sky)

V.0.

The calmness seems about to fade, something is in the air.

(Lightning strikes)

One-Mississippi, Two- Mississippi

(BOOM, The thunder clashes.)

Two miles away.

(Laughs)

LAURIE loves that skill, no stopwatch. The Storm be two miles away!

(BRINDLEY goes back inside of the Asylum)

BRINDLEY stops, and sees a Sergent, and recalls what most law enforcement mentally lost.

V.O.

One-Washington DC, two-One-Washington DC…

(as BRINDLEY walks in the Asylum he recalls what he has learned online from an officer of the law spoke)

Number one, We allow first impression be the defining moment in how we look at, and treat people in life… And number two we don’t allow people to change. Bad thing be, they are put in the middle, and there be serious evil in this world… Substance abuse and those that put it here, sort of like a snake eating its own tail

Oh yes we cant forget about GOD abuse too.

INT. NIGHT – BOGGS BEDROOM

BRINDLEY

(Laid in bed thinking)

V.O.

Most people are behaved, because it’s peaceful at night, but people are bank tagged.

(Falls asleep, and starts to grind his teeth)

LAURIE

(Laying next to him)

We should be having sex, and grinding, not your teeth having sex, and grinding.

INT. MORNING – BOGGS LIVING ROOM

LAURIE

(Doing yoga stretches to a man on the big screen T.V., BRINDLEY joins in, and she smiles.

BRINDLEY

(Mimicking the man somewhat, and adding his own dances)

I like this, I am going to add these to my dance moves.

LAURIE

(Laughs, and BRINDLEY, repeats more, and LAURIE laughs more)

INT. DAY – ASYLUM

BRINDLEY

It will be me in here, and I fear that if I can’t banish these thoughts. I could unlock CARAs cell. I know where they keep her keys, and the effect these bars have on her, won’t effect her anymore. Security here be severe. Her eyes are terrifying, and her asking me to bring her her father haunts me.

(He goes to look at her, and CARA was sitting on her bed singing, but this time not combing through her hair, but stroking her belly)

CARA

As Mary, I have a child too.

V.O.

I am blind I thought.

CARA

(Calmly spoke)

You will bring me my father, and you will stop this pregnancy.

V.O.

Sick with terror, frightened I be.

INT. DAY – WEATHER ROOM

LAURIE

V.O.

I too am going to shatter the insulting notion of the weather girl, and shake the status quo. I am working with a legend Dock Simpson, the great cadet of meteorology from world war two. Hands on cloud-seeding experiments, and get into the rainfall satellite program.

DOCK

You too are a super storm. The people love you.

LAURIE

Yes, I am a weapon, and people think of us as warlords.

DOCK

We keep California out of drought.

LAURIE

My husband jokes, we are doomed as a species.

Day and night bomberz fly

Spraying us like bugz

Like parasites

We claim we are to many

We the gumbint

It’s funny though because I tell him, I appreciate his warm moist jet exhaust.

DOCK

(Laughs)

FLASHBACK – P.O.V. _BRINDLEY (RAIN DANCING)

LAURIE

He does a rain dance for me sometimes, and I love it. He also, it’s cool, I will tell you, he did prove the magic of the rain turtle too.

DOCK

Yes, that there be impressive. Hot conditions are continuing through, so look into fire ratings all week.

EXT. NIGHT – ASYLUM

CARA

(Digs inside her, and takes out a set of keys. She opened her cell, and opened others from their cell of her block. She led them outside, and they ran to the forest.

INT. DAY – ASYLUM

BRINDLEY

(On his cell phone with LAURIE)

I wonder what they’d do if I called in sick.

LAURIE

We will talk when we get home.

BRINDLEY

(Recalling his dream)

FLASHBACK

He and his wife LAURIE taking a road trip. All of the sudden a wild horse ran past them, and cut them off. A brief moment later, a mare and her colt came running from in front of them. BRINDLEY looks at LAURIE, and she took a deep breath, and smiled.

V.O.

You are so beautiful, and I love you so much.

Once inside the asylum, every Doctor, nurse, and orderlies were talking.

NURSE ANNE

CARA escaped, and many others, but many hung themselves to death in the trees deep in the forest.

BRINDLEY

(Eyes grew wide)

Thank you God. The teeth are gone. What a pleasant summer. I am saved. Thank you God.

NURSE ANNE

Why do you say that?

BRINDLEY

Less food to prepare.

INT. DAY – WEATHER ROOM

DOCK

You start on Mondays now, no more weekends. Mornings!

LAURIE

(Smiles)

Thank you DOCK, you rock.

DOCK

You are a weather Woman, not a weather girl.

LAURIE

Great, gives me a great reason, to buy nice bathing suits.

DOCK

(Laughs)

Make a great new studied topic. We will let them know, you are intelligent, educated, and I am sure you are sexulized.

LAURIE

We will make the new Hollywood primitive. See through walls, and sweet voice overs.

DOCK

(Laughs)

Yeah, maybe years from now, they return to remakes, and you are the star again. Everyone, update the website, now. LAURIE, starts Monday morning.

(Everyone looks at each.)

DOCK

Also arrange a photo shoot. Billboards, LAURIE will be all over the city, more, the whole state of California.

EXT. DAY – ASYLUM

DR. COLTRANE

Some of the horses are dead. I am not a happy camper. CARA has been found too.

BRINDLEY

Oh! What happened.

DR. COLTRANE

No idea. I will be in my office, getting drunk.

(Gives BRINDLEYanother hundred dollars)

INT. DAY – WEATHER ROOM – STAGE – GREEN SCREEN

Not live yet on T.V. LAURIE prepares her first morning broadcast.

LAURIE

I am about to smoke

I get paid millions

I am not the running joke

I foretell true weather civilians

I am fierce, about to win the race

There be, with me, no frienemies

Shall be paid more money, and we’ll rate first place

So come get wishy-washy, seven day correct, that’s me

So people plan your life around me

I know the paths of tornadoes

Go out and sport, I know my responsibility

Other weather stations shall fall like dominoes

I will stop the bogus on social media

I am the true chart, smart, come get your information

I do this like talking to mom

While all other stations will bomb, false the nation

The mornings of weather with me will be a joy

I will cover you warm in a winter storm

I strap my mic to my thigh, work barefoot, so don’t coy

I was meant to do this since the day I was born

I can wear what I want to wear

The dresses I will wear, will sell out quick

Watch me every morning master the green screen

I mastered the weather like tennis, I know the trick

DOCK

Let’s go live, and LAURIE recite that poem. I produce the channel, let’r whip.

(Everyone laughed, and applauded)

EXT. DAY – ASYLUM

BRINDLEY

Walks around the barn, smoking a cigarette.

V.O.

I don’t like dreams about CARA. I awake in cold sweats. Only dreams of my lovely wife LAURIE makes my days better.

(Puts a leg on the fence, and looks at the horses, recalls his dream.)

FLASHBACK

The curtains of their bedroom were moving, and breeze came in. LAURIE was sleeping beautifully besides me. I got up to the foot of my bed. I heard CARAS voice outside.

CARA

She is ready.

I looked back at LAURIE, and she was motionless. CARA was in the bedroom with us.

CARA

I asked you to bring me my father.

(She held out her arms, and placed her hands open up)

Well, yes.

(Tilted her head)

BRINDLEY

I beg you to go.

CARA

(Pointed at LAURIE)

BRINDLEY

(Awoke)

He put out his cigarette, walked to the asylum, and entered.

P.O.V. On him walking, while horses in the back ground.

DR. COLTRANE

(Mumbling)

Impossible.

(He looked tired, and slightly shaking)

DR. COLTRANE

Not all of the patients have been found.

BRINDLEY

(Preparing evening food before he left to go home)

In the dining hall the Sheriffs, and DOCTOR COLTRANE put a man in a straitjacket. DOCTOR COLTRANE was angry, and he never shown anger before here.

MAN IN STRAITJACKET

I never wanted to hurt her as I told you in shock therapy. It was the witch. As I told you all, I will show you where all others are dead, and buried. The witch gave me the keys. Check my cell, the keys are there.

DR.COLTRANE

Show us where they are buried.

(The nurses began to gossip about fines, and CARA)

INT. NIGHT – BOGGS HOME

LAURIE

(Making the dinner table)

Sweetheart, imagine us in a hit comedy-drama movie, because I think our lives would be. Maybe someone as great as Henry Mancini and his Pink Panther would create an orchestral instrumental score for it, because I have sweet music to tell you over diner.

BRINDLEY

I am powerless to do anything but love you, and keep you safe. Your eyes to me remind me of this, blue as this summers’ sky. A movie huh, well, (Laughs) I can picture it.

LAURIE

They love me at the station, the country loves me, and well, you love me most. I know where I work, no intentions will be. Safety and all, because I keep people safe.

BRINDLEY

(Pours drinks)

V.O.

She gangstering up the bush. I feel it, hmm

LAURIE

I know you are fighting mental health stigmas, so I assure you, what I am going to tell you, there will not be one.

(Pauses, arranges food on table)

I am going to be rump, and pump. I will be accommodated hun. In fact you maybe able to take on those stigmas full time. You can stay at home, work at home. I even checked on a carpenter to make me a stool, very cool.

(Laughs)

BRINDLEY

(Wipes his mouth, and about to speak)

LAURIE

Eat hun, let me finish. I have worked things out with DOCK. He and I have become financial Samurais. He has compassion for us. He even has a crew on this, so well, a nursery will be on the set too, if needed.

He says it’s our way of fighting politically. The truth hurts, and this can be a tool to neutralize the power of stereotypes that obstruct paths to equal participation in society. To push social boundaries.

BRINDLEY

(Gets up)

We are having a baby!

LAURIE

Yes hun.

BRINDLEY

Hee Haw, come here. The most beautiful, and sexist barefoot weather lady in the nation be having our baby, and the world will be part of this. GOD BLESS! LOVE IT!

(Pauses, and looks around)

You going to write a poem about this?

LAURIE

You know it babe!

They both hug and kiss. Kiss and hug. They got hot, and the dinner got cold.

INT. DAY – ASYLUM

DR. COLTRANE

Tell your wife to be careful out there. Her popularity can be dangerous.

BRINDLEY

I sure will. I have great news. We are going to have a baby.

DR. COLTRANE

(Smiles)

It’s about time. Congratulations.

DR. COLTRANE

I am going to hold a speech in the dining hall.

BRINDLEY

(Still)

V.O.

About what? He looks like shit, and guilty of something.

DR. COLTRANE

We stand tall. We are a beacon to modern medicine and reform.

BRINDLEY

(Still)

V.O.

Says who? He has been messing with CARA I know it. He is behind all of this madness.

(DOCTOR COLTRANE walked away, and BRINDLEY began putting food onto trays, and hymming)

V.O.

A quacking liar he be. Makes me think why Jesus over turned the tables. Grrr. I am pissed, and sick and tired of these snakes mistreating and humiliating poeple.

BRINDLEY

(Looks at an orderly he can’t stand)

V.O.

You, I know you have a heart of evil. I know you do. Human demon. We need love therapy, love therapy.

(Feeds all the patients trays from carts, and hymm of a Psalm sand from his lips)

BRINDLEY

I know you are in corners here not by choice

I know people are in corners out there, I hear their voice

All people will judge you I know, and it hurts

All people won’t allow you to change, and grow

Don’t loose faith, you still must believe

Who cares what people say

Must be strong inside, to live a beautiful day

Yes, I know people drive you to a point

But one day, you all will be free from this joint

NURSE ANNE

Okay enough of all this.

BRINDLEY

Don’t tell me what to do.

NURSE ANNE

I just did BRINDLEY.

BRINDLEY

No, you work here, and not a pharmaceutical marketing campaign. Or do you, maybe you do, maybe you need pills too. Wake up pills!

(Everyone laughed, and acted crazy loud)

NURSE ANNE

(Yells)

STOP IT!

SIX MONTHS LATER & LAURIE IS SHOWING SIGNS OF HER PREGNANCY

INT. DAY – BOGGS HOME

LAURIE, DEBBIE, and NOVAJIA lounging in the living room talking about how the world changed, and changing, furthermore in how history repeats itself.

NOVAJIA

You have to be somewhat proud of yourself LAURIE. Every talk show wants to have you on their show. You have to mention in how you are a woman now, once a lady. Also mention women now fight wars.

DEBBIE

You should wear a never forget me hat.

(Everyone laughs)

LAURIE

I want to stay relaxed, and not related to me.

(DEBIIE and NOVAJIA look at each stunned)

LAURIE

About maybe, in how all of the roofers respect me. I make, and save them many they say. Bloopers, we can talk all day about bloopers. Like when I fell. Or when the camera unlocked, arose, and everyone seen the chalk marks.

DEBBIE

(Laughs)

Yes, and you began to break dance. Classic.

NOVAJIA

Those all morning hiccups.

(Laughs)

LAURIE

That sucked. Not more than the wasp chasing me. At least I never swore.

DEBBIE

(Laughs)

Oh dear, you are right. It will mostly be about the baby, and nanny with you on set.

NOVAJIA

It best be about your accuracy, and that only.

LAURIE

Right, and I agree.

INT. DAY – ASYLUM

The police were everywhere at the asylum. DOCTOR shot himself dead in his office.

THREE DETECTIVES

So you BRINDLEY BOGGS you are convinced DOCTOR COLTRANE has something to do with all of these hangings.

BRINDLEY

On my life I am sure, and I need time away from work. This place will become a bigger hell than it is. I care then a gain I do not. I may loose my job, but this place has been driving me crazy.

THREE DETECTIVES

One last question. Do you know where CARA could be?

BRINDLEY

Looking for her dead father. She always asked me to bring him to her. It be close to Christmas any way, and I need time with my wife.

THREE DETECTIVES

(Look at each other)

We admire your wife.

BRINDLEY

Imagine that, excuse me, good day! DOCTOR COLTRANE was evil, and obvious, a coward too.

EXT. NIGHT – FREEWAY

BRINDLEY driving home, traffic was slower, past rush hour on the freeway, and looked up at a billboard with LAURIE on it and she was beautifully placed, he pulled over, stopped the car, got out, and he read the billboard.

Early birds get the weather, and spoken word.

Your Weather Women with a perfect weather score,

Weather Mornings with Laurie Boggs and W’OWS

BRINDLEY Looking around, and at vehicles passing by.

V.O.

All passerby’s see my wife, everyone in this city. She isn’t alone up there. She has me. I must think though, and watch the sign language, and is this a good sign? Maybe, wait a moment. I can write a cook book, yes, BRINDLEY BOGGS’s COOK BOOK FROM THE ASYLUM.

BRINDLEY

(Smiles, gets in truck, dashes off in a hurry)

This is like the war of the worlds.

(Laughs as he drives his truck)

Bling, bling the Doctors Dead

(Calls the asylum, and there’s no answer, and drives in his truck there)

Everyone can get outside now.

Whoo, whoo this be great. Why am I worried about my job.

I can come out now too. Ha ha my wife can prank the world now.

How can I talk her into it?

We have to interrupt this broadcast.

The climate has fully transformed.

The crazy people are running the asylum.

Ha ha ha, whoo whoo

Oh the stew, the stew from the Cook Book from the Asylum

Love it! Orson Wells look out, the BOGGS are here.

And screw the witch!

COOK BOOK FROM THE ASYLUM PROJECT

I’d grab some beers, sit on my porch and watch the world end.

All because people don’t care about peace at any price.

INT. DAY – ASYLUM

Everyone who works at the asylum be watching the weather on T.V.

FADE IN and OUT FROM ASYLUM & WEATHER ROOM

LAURIE

(Barefoot and pregnant)

This is a big rain and snow storm, and its moving in right now as we speak. The whole coast line of California will be under the gun today. The worst of it will be today, and all through the night. Then the storm will be moving east. And it won’t settle for four days.

NURSE ANNE

WoW!

LAURIE

This is the strongest storm of the winter so far. It’s a huge storm fueled by warm pacific water. It’s an El nino situation. The jet stream is wicked. We will see five to six inches of rain, mixed with sleet and snow. Warnings of flash flooding, like hurricane winds. Mud slides are possible.

NURSE ANNE

This is unusual weather. Extreme.

LAURIE

This could make wildfires worse. The mountain regions expect a lot of snow. Five to seven feet. Some places ten feet of snow. Wind gusts of sixty miles per hour. Ski resorts be alert. The storm is as intense as an east coast hurricane. Look at the eyes of the storm.

NURSE ANNE

It’s about time. I rather take this weather than 103 degree damn hot weather! In the rain I can put on a sweater, blanket ,hot chocolate. Put on a movie on John E. WordSlinger movie.

DOCTOR FLORES

I’d take the rain, not snow. Bad news for people that live in the mountains or hills. I guess the contractors won’t be able to remove the bars from the windows this week.

NURSE ANNE

You are kind Sir.

DOCTOR FLORES

Hoping it’s a smart move. Keep warm, and the Chicago weather where I a from, I will take this over a polar vortex.

NURSE ANNE

Every time the storms hit, It always hits somewhere else in California and the Central Valley always seems to get missed like it never hits us and we can never understand when she talks about the bad weather we see it on the news but we never experienced it. BRINDLEYS wife for us.

DOCTOR FLORES

He returns to work Monday.

NURSE ANNE

Good, he has been off the radar to long.

DOCTOR FLORES

(Laughs)

INT. NIGHT – BOGGS BEDROOM

CARA

Was outside talking to BRINDLEY to come to the window.

BRINDLEY thinks he is dreaming, and hears her say.

CARA

DOCTOR COLTRANE is dead. It’s a Christmas gift to you.

BRINDLEY thinks he is dreaming, and hears her say.

CARA

Come to the window.

BRINDLEY awakes to LAURIES alarm, and he looks at her, and at the window.

LAURIE

Wake up BRINDLEY, help me with the snow, so I don’t be late.

BRINDLEY

Yes.

(Kisses her)

LAURIES leaves for work, and he gets up and walks the yard, and there was no tracks in the snow.

V.O.

Why do I feel terrified? I have to go to call the asylum, as he recalls his dream.

BRINDLEY

(Calls the asylum, and there’s no answer, and drives there in his truck, And gets there = quick)

(Looks at ANNE)

Look I’m not going to lie. I care for you Anne, as good friends. I thought you were dead. I left out the house like a jack rabbit in a snow scorn storm. Like run rabbit run. It was CARA I had a bad dream.

I was trippin. I helped LAURIE get all the snow off the hilly drive way, kissed her, like half ass, I kiss full ass

Got here, and you are alive, thank God. I will tell you what, I pray, I pray like every night. Most times I don’t think anyone knows why I pray two ways. For her, and us, first, second way I pray another four to five ways for days, for you, and people in the past. Here we are right now, knowing what be right and wrong, and where we at

right?

Where you at? It’s all a time belt, a belt going to break one day. I come here everyday I have been alive, Alive, un-evil. All I know ANNE

We don’t get along, But we make it here. Hear me, we make it, hear?

And here, but be doubt, Shall be shall I , or Shall we. As we should be, I was like what? Not ANNE, no. I thought you were dead. I had a dream of a scorpion, and it was like a storm, you thought of all these people here? Answer me?

Anne, I will tell you what, them horses, I love them horses. As of right now, I am about to have a coltay, voltay baby. I hate my job. Hard, what I love be, Everyone. I can’t give it to everyone, Saying, it all be a radical, strategical aquarium.

I bet you all watch my wife on the weather channel? I know you do when you can. Oh ya.

BRINDLEY, looks at ANNE, and steps in.

ANNES, arm pits itched, and never had they itched

She said.

BRINDLEY

(Stops her, and sees the new DOCTOR

walking down the corridor

this, this was a secret to BRINDLEY

HE BRINDLEY

(He knew it was her)

Who let CARA out?

BRINDLEY

Anne, you watch these people bleed. You look deep. You save these people. They actually care about you, And I do too.

ANNES

(looks around)

BRINDLEY

ANNE, Annne, Anne, I am talking to you. I thought you died. I love you. I have, and I have your back. I run this food around here. This joint going to shut down in like a year, a year: you hear?

You are to find a new job, like me. You are dna testing each others sexual imaturities too, with the man at the gas station. And I don’t want to hear no H-crap. That be meaning Humanity Crap! No more bull shit! At the gas station. I don’t give a scorpions stinger. Truth be God all the truth.

NURSE ANNE

We don’t understand BRINDLEY.

BRINDLEY

Why’s that?

NURSE ANNE

It’s all about the food.

BRINDLEY

Anne, it was you! You let CARA out.

NURSE ANNE

No, I didn’t it.

BRINDLEY

I liked her too. The world likes, love my wife. I am sure, everyone does. Those billboards, they do to me too. Those billboards do bother me, let me say this, bill, bull, bull boards, it been H-boards. Humanity boards, fencing’s for no, fencing reason.

My wife be loyal, and I am loyal.

We care, we wake up everyday. We can’t save everyone. You ANNE, you paint everyone’s photo of your choice. You let CARA out. I, I am not hearing shit. These people have scorpions, And no pun intended. These scorpions in your ears, going to rock you like a hurricanes.

I dont like this job, anymore. These people do not belong here. We all should be set free, And let it be, let it bleed

ANNE

I got your point. Go home. I love you too. Tomorrow be Christmas.

BRINDLEY

(Driving home)

Broken or at battle

Broken or at battle

or be

Broken or at battle

No one else can pay for the news papers. Most of everyone, either has a Obama phone, Or a Trump phone.

I cook, and you shove needles up.

Yes well, I don’t care who be running this kitchen.

Who ever it be, they are helping me take over, my little H-crap.

BRINDLEY

(Looks at the billboard)

You ANNE let CARA out, and they are going to figure it out. I won’t tell, and CARA thinks you are dead, and whats does all of this mean, maybe someone is going to kill you Anne. CARA did not kill her father, so why would she ask for him? Who did kill him, and who killed Doctor Coltrane? You ANNE?

NURSE ANNE

I did not, and you are going to get reported for accusing me.

BRINDLEY

Whatever!

INT. WEATHER ROOM – CHRISTMAS MORNING

DOCK

After we rolled out our spoken word weather with LAURIE BOGGS, it was like finding gems in the hall of mountain king, or classic movies lost. A Christmas gift early. LAURIE made a name for herself, and heightened our names too. Thank you LAURIE, and now on this Christmas morning, we ask for one more broadcast until you comeback from giving birth to your baby.

LAURIE

(Smiling, and straightening her clothes)

INT. DAY – MORNING – BOGGS LIVING ROOM

BRINDLEY

(Watching the Crucifixion of Jesus (Jesus of Nazareth) on T.V., and turned the channel to the news)

V.O.

The crucifixion always gave me anxiety. The weight of being alive. It be the a-holes that stone him, and such. People, crazy people. Forgive them father, but these days most know what they do. The preoccupied world needs to know what matters most this time of year and always. The true meaning of Christmas.

(Stares at LAURIE on T.V.)

Life itself be a miracle.

LAURIE be a bombshell on the show, and the whole channel. Her sassiness makes her all the more attractive.

(Laughs, then his eyes open wide, and wider, walks up to the T.V.)

LAURIE be sweating, oh no, oh yes I mean, she’s going into labor. Yes, I am right… (LAURIE looked down, and all around)I know it.

INT. WEATHER ROOM

(LAURIES Water broke)

INT. BOGGS HOME

BRINDLEY

Oh yes because I believe in God. The best thing for a believer.

Oh I have someone to talk to, when I have sex.

LAURIE

(Looks into the camera with a mad face)

BRINDLEY get here now!

BRINDLEY

I better watch my balls.

(Gathers his winter clothes)

What things be doing bad to the world isn’t particularly funny. Today, be off the grill. Let it be written, today my wife has to suffer giving birth, she needs my person…

(Puts on his clothes)

They’re going to need my help. I need gloves. Love you LAURIE, and I support you. A boy or a girl, a girl or a boy. Don’t push until I get there.

INT. WEATHER ROOM

DOCK

(Walks fast up to LAURIE, and holds her up)

Get a chair for LAURIE, and call an ambulance.

LAURIE

(squints, and pants in pain)

Make sure it’s not a meat wagon DOCK. I am going to punch BRINDLEY in the nuts.

(In more pain)

BRINDLEY

(Stops because it’s to cold, goes back inside, rummages through the closet for a thicker coat, throws ones he does not want to the ground, finds a thicker coat, puts it on, and goes to the door. He steps out, and stops)

CARA

(Standing in his way on the porch)

The three magi couldn’t make it, and why haven’t you brought me my father?

BRINDLEY

(Scared)

Your Father be dead.

CARA

I am talking about God. You are always reciting hymns, and all that while you feed us.

BRINDLEY

(Looks at the car, and looks at the moonlight, puzzled)

Why be the moon so bright?

CARA

(Stares at BRINDLEY)

BRINDLEY

(Looks at her, runs to the truck, and drives away, looking at CARA in the mirror)

INT. WEATHER ROOM

(LAURIE in more labor)

EXT. ROAD

BRINDLEY

(Driving, and he sees a car accident ahead, and slows down.. Looks close because he recognizes the car, he sees NURSE ANNE. She has been in an accident. An EMT was on the phone)

EMT

We can not make it right now. We have a victim in a car to take to the E.R.

BRINDLEY

Oh trace my bones, my visible God, oh nature what has become of the insane mankind. Why do they destroy you nature, and each other?

(Drives faster the weather room, and as he drove, horses were running amuck. He searches for the weather station on the radio, looks for his cigarettes, begins to smoke one)

Time to quit.

(Throws the pack onto the floor board, and the truck be sputtering, He looks at the dash, and he has ran out of gas, truck stalls.)

Oh the joke be on me, and sure am not going to raise one.

(Gets out of the truck, looks back to see if CARA was there, and runs to the gas station)

INT. WEATHER ROOM

LAURIE

I got this everyone. Un-medicated. God will help me overcome the pain. Heaven be under my feet.

(Smiles with pain face)

We got this. Oh where is my BRINDLEY.

EXT. DAY – GAS STATION

GREGG

(Seen BRINDLEY running up the road, and GREGG put the closed sign around, locked the door, and his in the back room)

BRINDLEY

(Looked in, knocked on the door)

Unbelievable!

(He looked around, and a horse from the Asylum peered around the corner, and they recognized each other)

Hi there fella. I need you. I need a ride.

(The horse seemed calm, and listened. BRINDLEY hoped onto the horse, and road the horse to the weather station. He noticed the detectives car there, and went inside. Everyone was gathered around LAURIE on the floor)

BRINDLEY

Broadcast this DOCK, do it please.

(Looked at the detectives, and DOCK)

Broadcast this DOCK, do it please. It is Christmas, people would love this. A Christmas baby. I love you LAURIE.

DOCK

Un-hook the cameras, and do what BRINDLEY says.

DOCTOR FLORES

(Came inside)

BRINDLEY

Oh no, you aint delivering our baby. We will so get out of here, because I don’t know you or trust you. You here, get, get out!

DOCTOR FLORES

(Looked at the Detectives, and left)

LAURIE

(Stooping, and screaming)

PULL!

EVERYONE

PUSH!

LAURIE

(Screaming louder)

PULL!

EVERYONE

(Laughed, but BRINDLEY)

BRINDLEY

You are so strong LAURIE, and this be survival mode. Love you.

LAURIE

(Punches BRINDLEY in the stomach)

BRINDLEY

(Cried happy tears)

Oh God, I was for sure she’d go for the nuggets.

(Everyone laughed)

Where be the crying room? I want to hold our baby girl FAITH, and cry, tears of joy. Tears of joy.

DOCK

What’s the name of the baby. People want to know.

LAURIE & BRINDLEY

(Reply in sych)

Faith Kathlene Boggs.

FAITH KATHLENE BOGGS

(Crying)

LAURIE

(Holding, and looking at FAITH)

Beautiful. You all are so caring.

(LAURIE passes out, and two of the detectives check here, and nod sh is okay.

BRINDLEY

(Kisses LAURIES forehead)

DOCK

(Looks into the camera)

Faith Kathlene Boggs everyone, and LAURIE is doing great. Thank you for being on the air with us.

DEBBIE & NOVALJIA

(Show up, and care for LAURIE with BRINDLEY)

THREE DETECTIVES

We brought you gifts from the garden. It be our protocol. Things to help with pain, and LAURIEs recovery.

BRINDLEY

Thank you. I have to ask you three to look into the man that works at the gas station. He be an odd chap, and I do not trust him. He maybe a wolf in whool.

THREE DETECTIVES

What do you think we are the three little pigs?

BRINDLEY

No, I did not say that, so now you make me think. Oh Glory , glory. Do we hold people accountable to their character in our own lives? Do we even think about what makes us who we are? It seems that we are so busy looking at what’s wrong that we’ve overseen the simplicity and sacredness of what’s right.

THREE DETECTIVES

(look at each)

BRINDLEY

Take us home please, FAITH, LAURIE & me, and DEBBIE, & NOVAJIA shall care for them.

THREE DETECTIVES

Yes we can escort you. DEBBIE & NOVAJIA can take LAURIE & FAITH, but you BRINDLEY, we must take you to the forest near the asylum, we have things to show you, and questions to ask you.

BRINDLEY

(Looks at FAITH & LAURIE)

Sounds good. I will take the horse there.

EXT. DAY – WOODS NEAR THE ASYLUM

THREE DETECTIVES

We left the clothes where we found them. Can you tell us who’s clothes they are?

BRINDLEY

(Thinking of CARA, images of her doing harm to these people, then a scent came over BRINDLEY, and he barfed.)

I’m sorry, but I smell. I smell.

(Barfed again)

THREE DETECTIVES

Please answer the question?

BRINDLEY

I smell CARA actually.

THREE DETECTIVES

(They look at each other)

THREE DETECTIVES

Are they her clothes?

BRINDLEY

No, but I smell her.

(He looked at them funny, as if it was a frame)

V.O.

Why were these cops at the weather station, why?

I have no clue, but they maybe CARAs. I am going home now. I still have vacation time. I seen first life, and here, be last deaths.

Thanks fellas, let me know when you find the murderer. Oh ya, look into the man that works at the gas station will you.

THREE DETECTIVES

Yes, BRINDLEY. We will give you a ride home.

BRINDLEY

Thanks. I always try remember to take time to breath and release… I miss my mother, and actually I am more free from mourning. We had precious times. My memories, and her last words to me, make me all better… Also I know she still protecting me from heaven. I smell lilacs once in a while, her favorite… Life be great, even in our times of craziness…

(THE WIND BEGAN TO HOWL)

BRINDLEY

A lot of people suffer from things very fierce, but what maybe, or seems to me, more fierce than that, and that be those that our careless. Think about this, love be blind they say, love maybe, but it be those that don’t love causing all of this crap to be more blind, so not good to leave someone hanging aka turning a blind eye.

(Had a flashback to NURSE ANNE)

Can one of you call the hospital for me, and see if NURSE ANNE be okay. She was in an accident when I rode to the baby being born. God it be cold out here.
(Looking at them suspiciously)

THREE DETECTIVES

Sure.

(As they road down the street, they got a call to go to the gas station. BRINDLEY noticed people were unloading new beds into the asylum.)

THREE DETECTIVES

Most criminals are mentally defective BRINDLEY. We have to ask you is this asylum crude?

BRINDLEY

(Looked down)

Yes. I need less hours and better wages too. Most people here are here because of alcohol and drug abuse. The juvenile delinquent section I have no idea about. We are all in danger.

THREE DETECTIVES

(Look at each other)

BRINDLEY

I always raise the standards, and look myself for better foods for them, to help cure them. These failures can be avoided if you ask me. We need clear wisdom, not tainted wisdom here, and workers too. All people need to take all of this into consideration.

THREE DETECTIVES

Immoral living is all around us.

BRINDLEY

You have that correct. Speaking of that, tell me about the drug task force, what be their problem?

THREE DETECTIVES

As to what?

BRINDLEY

Look at the news of this country. Substance abuse be rampant, Suicides on farmlands rampant. STOP!

(Horses were everywhere running rampant too)

Also gents, the whole country seems to be to me drunks or addicts of some sorts. Then you have stigmas on and by such people too. They also say in major cities alcohol bars are everywhere. The devil having a blast in this country be what it be. I am not trying to overwork you all, and give you all mental breakdowns, but this shit shots are real. Thank God I have my wife, loyal wife, and she be into the literary arts, and put it to use with saving peoples lives.

The halls of horrors are no more they are out here!

THREE DETECTIVES

NURSE ANNE is in intensive car along with many others. EMTS says it is because no one knew how to properly drive.

EXT. NIGHT – GAS STATION

BRINDLEY

Good Lord Almighty.

(They slowed down, and seen so many people gathering here and there, in deadly tactic modes. In the street, behind cars, behind trees, and behind the gas station)

V.O.

MT. Agustus, I’ll be a blind wrestler we are about to witness the biggest rock fight in history, Good Lord. Look at all of them. Gathered up, and the others forming a line. Holy crap, they are about to battle it up. There they go, slinging rocks. Everyone was a marksman. One by one everyone got pegged, BING, THUNK, & CRACK! and moved positions closer to each other, and clockwise. Heads split opened, faces slit, and thugs to the ground.

THREE DETECTIVES

(Speaking within the three)

No fracking way. Where in the hell did they dig up all of these rocks?

I don’t know but they must have skipped stones to get here.

This here be friction.

I will remember this in my rocking chair.

BRINDLEY

Back to the stone age. Bet they all are hammered and stoned.

THREE DETECTIVES

Right, take nothing for granite.

ROCKMEN BLUE going through a waves of charging men throwing rocks at a few ROCKMEN RED. Everyone had aprons filled with rocks.

GROUP OF ROCKMEN RED gathered by a tree, and sprayed hundreds of rocks a few ROCKMEN BLUE.

(Over and over again moving forward quickly, in a clockwise march, WHOOP-WHOOP went the thrown rocks)

BRINDLEY

Looks like most have the quartz with them.

I wonder whose fault this is?

(One by one they all died in the most lethal rock fight in history)

THREE DETECTIVES

There is a few alive, and we are going to have to arrest them. Here BRINDLEY, sure you know how to use plastic ties.

BRINDLEY

Yes, cool, never captured anyone before, well, my beautiful wife.

FOUR ROCKMEN RED ran from behind the gas station, and bed rocked the TWO remaining ROCKMEN BLUES

BRINDLEY

(Stepping over bodies to the front door of the gas station)

Where is that odd chap at that works here?

THREE DETECTIVES chased down the ROCKMEN who ran towards the woods.

INT. NIGHT – GAS STATION

BRINDLEY

(Stops in front of the door, recalls)

FLASHBACK

(Of him being there in the summer, and looks at the concrete, and all of the sick bubble gum spots that are everywhere onto the concrete, thousands of black spots, from sick humanity)

BRINDLEY snaps back from flashback, and GREGG opens the door.

GREGG

It all happened over a lost dog, and lost money. That started the rock fight war.

BRINDLEY

(Looks at the town drunk inside the gas station)

Turn off the radio!

GREGG

Yes sir.

BRINDLEY

I have something to say. You two are as sick as those thousands of bubble gum stains on the ground out there.

(GREGG and the town drunk looks at each other, tripping hard.)

The beer man, who drives the truck everyday here. He can’t drive. He almost ran me over before. He must be drunk too, like the both of you. What lost dog? What lost money? You two are the lost ones, and so is that non-driving beer truck man. You three are a disgrace to the town. Not a convenience, a disgrace. Do you hear me?

(GREGG and the town drunk looks at each other, tripping harder)

BRINDLEY

The creative brain must move or it will die. Did you know it be bad people that make bad people do things bad. Good people be hard to come by because of you bad people. Did you hear me?

If you want to stay alive, the both of you get your asses out there and scrape up those bubble gum stains. And you GREGG, also if you want to stay alive, stay away from my wife.

I know what I have, and what you got, so do not get it twisted!

It be Christmas Day for Heavens sake you fools!

(BRINDLEY walks away, and helps the three detectives strap tie the fools alive from the greatest rock fight in history)

TO BE CONTINUED…

Olan L. Smith aka Cotton Jones Poet & Artist, Poetry Train America

Posted in Historical Poetry Books, History Poetry, John E WordSlinger, Poetry E Train, Poetry Promotion, Poetry Train, The Art of Selena Howard with tags , , , on September 18, 2019 by John E WordSlinger


Book Cover Art by Selena Howard & Edited by Charles H. Gragg
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Olan L. Smith updated his cover photo.
September 15 at 4:39 PM

Poet/writer, John E OHara
Artist: Olan Smith
Medium: Acrylic
Canvas: 11×14 in.
September 15th 2019

Art Source:https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10217791472732457
What can I say about John E Ohara’s (aka John E Wordslinger) metaphorical book, “Poetry Train America,” and all in this series of books, but wow! I was with him in 2008/9, online, when the idea was born, and even then I thought, “This is an ambitious project,” a project to bring modern day poets together, online, and printed book form, “Poetry Train America” and now “Poetry Train Canada”, and “Poetry Train Africa.” Too many poets find themselves toiling in obscurity, and in the darkness. With his first adventure in seeking out these poets, John traveled, virtually, from state-to-state seeking out these poets, gathering them together in to his “train” and giving them a free ride into the world of his intellect. Many people couldn’t grasp the idea, the metaphor, or John’s desire to give this train wheels, wheels into the future, and it seems it has become his life’s ambition to record all the living poets on this globe he finds worthy of a ticket. The idea that once in print he is giving them immortality. I own this book and it is proudly displayed on my coffee table! I’m not saying this because I’m one of those Missouri poets he chose, I’m saying this, because I believe in the genius that is John E O’Hara’s dream, to record the poets of the living world and give them recognition, giving them flight into immortality.
Olan L. Smith,
Missouri poet and artist,
September 18, 2019

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EXECUTION DOCK a Screenplay by John E. WordSlinger

Posted in Uncategorized on January 25, 2018 by John E WordSlinger

“EXECUTION DOCK by John E. WordSlinger is an arresting screenplay, very poetically written, which requires an audience to make moral judgments. The scenes in the story will remind us of a mixed theatricality of Shakespearean and Roman tragedy. Here the ambiguity of today’s world takes a psychological approach to the readers through the truthful reactions of characters. In this book, harrowing pictures of the dagger of darkness run through pages with rhythmic metaphorical movement; and Devil, Priest, Serpents, Dwarfs, Mermaids, Giants, Judge, Snails, Soldier, Knight, Bones and Humans all gather to create sequence of thoughtful events that leads us to an obvious answer where only interpretation from an honest heart belongs. The author’s poetical expertise emphasizes on our social diseases based on political, racial and theological eczema. Does devil win or is it the innocence of our souls: the ultimate winner? Inside our mind this amazing book will disinter it all.” _Munia Khan…

 

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