Photo by Brooke Cagle on Unsplash I married my small town There was no shotgun I had a way out & My youngest son was set When faced with a choice of flight & hoping to find you While hoping you would find me I chose love & sacrifice over poetry Truth is though poetry never left Never will leave Moves as I move But I may have sacrificed Any chance with you I was not afraid to risk All my coin on a pitch & toss Then write 10,000 words That makes a gain of loss I just couldn’t tell what was true You seemed to prefer your solitude Aside from that There was a need A weight that fell Upon some I love There was no providence coming Other than what these hands With what I had in my hands In my heart In my mind With my choice This is not to say no one cared It’s just that it’s ruggedly Individualist out here & the trickles Never get anything close to Raising our boats Some wo
As I mentioned: I like your Bukowski better than Bukowski's :)ReplyDelete
A few lines to laugh at, a few lines all too serious...this one slides by deceptively smoothly, like the Buffet song, with all kinds of loose feathers scratchy on the underside. And I think you did what Bukowski would have done.(Wrote about it.)ReplyDelete
ha. big bukowski fan...i like this one a lot...ReplyDelete
LOL I'm a fan of some of Bukowski's work and agree with Diana. It's funny b/c I was just having a conversation with someone about how we think people try to imitate him to seem cool rather than developing a truly unique poetic voice—a formula for disaster IMO. "I call her Polly / she calls me cracker / I stood my ground / so now I'm her attacker." Great work, Theron.ReplyDelete
nice one - funny, deep and serious at the same time..ReplyDelete
Good job and I know what you mean.ReplyDelete
I had a parrot once. Yes, I have many stories, too. I had to leave him with a friend who also had a parrot. My friends parrot didn't talk, before Casey. When I came back after some months, my friend's parrot was talking to beat the band. She came up to me and sang a beautiful song just to show me what she could do and also, to thank me for leaving Casey there to correct her silent loneliness.
Ahh.. a little bit of funny, and a little bit of serious...ReplyDelete
Sometimes it's real scary to know that there is a possibility of someone being able to read our mind too well.. don't you think? And sometimes I almost feel relieved that animals (except parrots) can't "talk"... else, like innocent little kids, who knows what they would would be saying!!
And then there are copycats! Need I mention anything 'bout them at all?!?!!? whheww
Well writ, T.. thought provoking!
Fun, LOL, clever work.ReplyDelete
love the imagery.
LOLss n yet serious!! Very nicely blended.. :)ReplyDelete
Wishing you a lovely weekend xox