"trued" poems
Under the I-20 bridge
over the Chatta-
'hoochee suits me
fine as fishin' line
- I've been retried
and found
I ain't wanted
nothing but a winter coat -
my sweet mutt Woof
- an old six string Martin
and a 'frigerator carton
for sleeping in the winter wind
when the sun don't shine -
I don't have a bone to pick
- my fingers ain't quiet as quick
and nimble on a riff - my back is stiff
- but my voice is still whiskey
smooth and my words turn
water into thunderbird - wine
retried suits me just fine
- jailhouse jeans
and salvation army boots -
refried beans and cheap cheroots
- sitting on an old truck tire
around an open fire
I've been retried and trued
but I ain't yet retired -
somebody's got
to feed my dog -
sing some songs
- catch these fish
and start the fire -
drink a little *****
- 'neath the I-20 bridge
over the Chattahoochee
rivaaa····
r ~ 10/16/14
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 9:13 PM UTC
You lit a match
You let it burn
You watched
You saw me
You thought I'd run when I saw
But thats not who I am
For I know fires
They consume all
Just burning until theres nothing left
I saw it was wrong
Foolishly believing I could stop it
Instead I burned
I felt the pain
every flame burning my skin
ash filling my lungs
I'm not an idiot
I knew it was wrong
I tried to help
But you couldn't let me
You couldn't trust me
Not now I'd tell everyone
You knew you had hurt me
You thought I was petty like you
So you acted like you didn't see
You ignored me as I burned
In the fire you started
Than convinced yourself it was my fault
This must be my fault
For you lit the match
But I believed I could stop the fire
Than when the fire burned out
I did the impossible
I came back
I was covered in scars
That only you could see
You trued to looked away
I could still see the fear in your eyes
She'll tell everyone is all you could think
Though in reality
As you feared my every word
I did something you can't even understand
I forgave you
For I know for the rest of your life
You'll be starting fires
Until your fire has consumed everything
I just wish you had let me help
But how can you trust me
Because you can't trust yourself
Jun 1, 2012
Jun 1, 2012 at 5:36 PM UTC
I will remind you that you're in love with me.
In the way you say my name like a prayer, whispering it to yourself as you wish for me to be near you.
As days go on in a dazed state missing me once you trued to stay away. I know you read our old conversations. I know you miss the way I laugh at you.
Miss the way we'd,
laugh together.
I will remind you that you're in love with me.
Whenever you see something beautiful, thinking of me and how we shared our adoration of finer things. How lovely a flower, to the sweet giggles of a child. We could have had our own.
I will remind you that you're in love with me.
As old nicknames of being the stars that light your night sky, to the moon that watches you sleep, to the sun that shines and either brightens your day...or burns your skin. Blinding your eyes..
I will remind you that once I meant everything.
And I will not let you forget.
Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 9:07 PM UTC
The fret removed
from music,
the takamine rouge.
I had to pull the frets
remove them from
the bass. A fretless bass
from top to bottom,
a very note trued.
But the weight
its gone
from the tune.
Hours upon hours
spent on 50 cents in
silver. I said fretless
bass and they left
untendered.
Oh, the tether
do they hang.
As St. Jude proclaims...
"There! Shame!"
All of it do I play,
as do winged instruments
of this very day.
To due, I had too.
Say, his majestic melancoly.
On two Harvard Squares,
I say,...
I had too.
May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 8:09 PM UTC
*I'm trying to decide
Which words best rhyme
With the way I feel about you
They must be just right
These words that I find
Ringing with the truth
Like that of fine dining
Or the perfect timing
No other words will do
Then I alight
On the well trued and tried
The perfection of I Love You*
Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 8:30 AM UTC