Tulsa Night Cop

A real lady Patrol Cop in her area! When reading this I hope you know a little of Tulsa's geography!

"Serve With Honour," out she goes!  Night Patrol Cop, warmly clothed.
Alone! Patrolling Tulsa's streets; bars and diners, friend and thief.
Pistol holstered, body tight; beat-stick swings left and right.
Radio crackles, urgently; tells of victims, larcenies.

Keeps her Policeman's brain in gear; buries deep her female fear.
She must serve! With honour, strong!  Patrol and Police the whole night long!
Rush!  "Must stall a suicide drop!"   High, from tall, Catoosa shop!
Flash!  Dark humours 'midst despair;  "What proper clothes, do suicides wear?"

All sorts of races she does see, Latins, Black and wild Pawnee!
Pawnee from his lands due west; drove in Bixby!  Failed the test!
After Indian's drunken rage; returned by wife, to wild "Osage".
Arrests and incidents one by one: night patrol, rolls on and on.

"There! The Pitbull!" Foaming mouth, mad with rabies. "Running south."
From lethal dog, others fled.  Night Cop, drew!  And shot it dead.
Now the dog is shot (right through); come the "Jenks" folk, just to view!
Those who thank her, cannot see!  She's thinking of her Deputy.

See her shadow in the night; bravely flits in neon lights.
Reflecting orange, white and blue: serving in this Sheriff's crew.
Yet! All her colleagues know, you see; how much she loves her Deputy!
Walking now!  South to "Mounds"; replaces back, the fired rounds.

Then off to "Oakhurst" she is sent; battered wife to calm and help.
Violent husband wants to fight!  Clip!  The handcuffs sharp and tight.
Then he wails "You're hurting me."  Savagely the ratchets squeeze.
Pain on pain he does incur.  "This, for what you did to her!"

Then patrol car speeds him off; normal work for our Night Cop.
Throughout the years (that steal away), keeps Tulsa safe, by night then day.
Night Cop Ladys done her best, eager now for peace and rest.
Gets married to her Deputy.  Cool Red River now she sees.  
 
Yet she misses Tulsa's blocks; retired now, 'mongst fields and rocks!
Looking back!  Now she sees, "Cop" made by good family.
It was her loving Mom and Dad who made this daughter good and glad.
Hear Red River's running loud!  "She made her parents very proud!"

Author's Note

Yes, this lady is a member of Writers Cafe.

Reviews

[Lola Nation]

Oh man, how this reminds me of the Episode of Cops I just watched! But no, what a great tribute memoir of a career...

[Samuel Dickens]

This must have been a tough one to write, Ron, but you kept not only the rhymes but the meter in check throughout. Great job! OBTW, Tulsa is about 100 miles from where I live.

[Cherrie Palmer]

p.s. I loved it

[Cherrie Palmer]

you did good home work with your surroundings areas and oakhurst is a walking misdemeanor good touch. Work never sounded so fun :)