Open Poetry #43 |
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Daddy Don't You Cry (repost) |
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Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA ![]() |
There's a buckin' barrel on rotted ropes Still hanging in the yard... And every time I look at it- I have to swallow hard... His pictures hanging on the walls- Still bring me lot's of pain... They're all we have to keep us sane- Ever since we lost our Blaine. He grew up with a happy grin- And longing to be grown. So he could follow rodeo, And make it on his own. Five foot, eight- lean as a whip... An ego ten feet tall. Broad of shoulder, lean of hip, He longed to ride them all. They say he could have been the best- But now we'll never know... A fighting brahma took his life, At a small, west Texas show. Twenty-one and crazy- Just starting in this life... He left a year old marriage, And a three month pregnant wife... But sometime of an evening, I can almost hear his voice- Saying, Daddy, don't you cry for me- You know it was my choice. |
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Alison![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
John, This is gut-wrenching. How could one not cry for a child taken like that. Maybe there's consolation knowing that he died doing what he loved. I don't know. I am glad he has a child who is part of him - it's like part of him remains with the child. Thank you for reposting this poem. I have not read it before. Alison |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Very sad, John. People will fulfill their destiny no matter what. Ida |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
and even now as I read it for the third time since you posted, it made me cry.You have a certain touch. "late" |
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suthern![]() ![]()
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
lean as a whip... An ego ten feet tall. Broad of shoulder, lean of hip, He longed to ride them all. I think you've just described most rodeo cowboys. *S* And though most don't face the ultimate heartbreak, it's still a profession of hidden tears. Beautiful, touching tale you've woven! |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
My greatest fear. Very fine writing Sir. "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
John that is one of the most poignant, heart wrenching poems that I have ever read, So beautifully written, it certainly touches the heart strings. Thank you for sharing. Lindsay |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Fine writing...reminds me of that song..."Daddy don't you walk so fast, Daddy slow down some cause your making me run, Daddy don't you walk so fast."...James |
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Oklahoma Rose Senior Member
since 2008-02-28
Posts 1586Oklahoma USA |
This is so sad. I am so sorry! |
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