sometimes
simple tasks are dry
as the horse's tail
while spring
is half-melted snow
and damp hay
i am wet ground
riding west
on a great thin blade
i look
at my half-empty friend
carrying the thin man
of me
with no jacket
required
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Beam, Walker, & Daniels are friends of mine
Please tell me what you think
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Excellent imagery, gave me a perfect feeling of friendship. An absolute snapshot of a perfect moment
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i really, really like this.
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i found you quite by accident and this is the first i've read.
you bio tells me you'll probably become a favorite. love that shadow on the wall picture. loved this poem, and them fellas suited in glass that you call friends, hell we been acquainted for many years now. -
And sometimes the warmth is a hoax. This is brilliant, the last stanza absolutely stunning.
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JJJ ...
no matter what, but the bottle is a sobering friend, believe it or not.
Very well written.
Love
Myra
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"as the horse's tail"
god that line is going to make you famous.
"on a great thin blade"
You know...your stanzas are always unbelievably kick-ass, but the ending lines of your stanzas all here kick even more ass. Love it.
Thanks a helluva lot for bringing your talent innnnnnn
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Jessica
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but hey...its one helluva ride though! Now if I'm going to forget someone's name its a lot better to wake up, look over and forget the name of your half-empty friend than to wake up and forget the name of the friend who took "no jacket required" literally. "dry as a horse's tail"? lol...I never heard that expression before. Does express the feeling quite well.
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I think your boys have never been personified quite so well. Loved this!
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This reminds me of George Thorogood and his best friends ... that's what good blues and country songs are made of, but shit for livin'
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oooo, I can read lots of stuff into this one. Always been one of my favorite things about some poetry. Anyway, I may be way off base, but here is what I see.
On a concrete level, I see a cross country truck driver driving from Florida to california with someone he gave a ride to just west of the mountains of New Mexico.
On a more abstract level, I see the boredom of the day to day, and the dissappointment of expectation but a willingness to change, move and grow. I see the tendency to compare our outsides to others insides and finally figure out it isnt about the outsides at all.
Lol, all this from the scary place I call my mind *hug -
Very Bukowski-esque... bleedin' with wearyness. Great imagery pushes this along to an awesome ending! Best of luck to you!!!
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Loved S3. I have an awful memory for names too. lol.
Excellent ending.
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