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JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

0 posted 2012-11-05 07:18 AM

the blank page
not unlike a deserted road
the page
is there for you to spin your magic
write your poem
for a better tomorrow
the road
likewise is there for you to run
hanging thumb in the wind
hoping for good luck, knowing you won't find it
you spend time writing on the page
even as you are putting
miles behind you and your horrortown
breathing agreeable air
that comes from each mile of freedom
you put behind you and
home sweet (not)home
the tumultuous weather conditions
a distant remembrance of home
a hollowing inside my chest
cause me to think
once again
of home . . . a place of small town secrets . . .
a place to run screaming from
and write words on napkins
while you're slurping your coffee
a long way from horrortown

©September 19, 2012 / Jerry Pat Bolton

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~

jwesley
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-04-30

Posts 7563
Spring, Texas

1 posted 2012-11-05 08:54 AM

Yeah, used to really like that blank page (bar napkins for your drink to sit on ) --- I wrote so many things on them back in my drinking days.... you know... a poem for a beer, or a really "sweet" poem for several beers, and an invite for the evening...

Wish now I could have at least a few of those back, not the originals, they were meant for the person they were given too ... but I'd sure like a copy.

Then again, their "life" was in the one of a kind uniqueness...

loved the write,

j.

EmmaRose
Senior Member

since 2011-03-02

Posts 1376
Midwest

2 posted 2012-11-05 09:02 AM

You give much life to that sanctuary a poet feels where he can best express.

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

3 posted 2012-11-05 09:20 AM

Thanks J. One particular night comes to mind concerning the napkin and a barmaid (we called them that back then). There were others, of course, but she comes to mind just now. A wild joint in Bossier City, Louisiana called Blues Red Devil. I'm smiling as I recall it.

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

4 posted 2012-11-05 09:23 AM

Good morning EmmaRose, and thank you for stopping, reading and commenting on my poetry. Poets write of life around and inside of them, I can do no other.

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~

Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Patricius

since 2009-10-10

Posts 10202
Fair to middlin' of nowhere

5 posted 2012-11-05 11:21 AM

The blank page and a cup of coffee...There you have it...the secret to your sucess! The two really go together well like ice cream and cake.

lori

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

6 posted 2012-11-05 11:24 AM

Heh.Heh. How right you are, Lori. Thank you for still being here.

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~

Victoria

Member Ascendant

since 2000-08-12

Posts 5869

7 posted 2012-11-05 02:33 PM

I wish I could have read some of those napkins. Big tips for the bartender im sure.
Nicely done Jerry.

~V~

A poem is never finished, only abandoned.
- Paul Valery (1871-1945)

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

8 posted 2012-11-05 02:42 PM

Thank you, Victoria. Yeah, those napkins. Some were written about barmaids. Some were impressed enough to show their appreciation. Some were badly written, hate-filled angst directed toward my mother.

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~

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