Open Poetry #4 |
Lieutenant Hicks |
Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
Down south of the tracks, not very far, There sits a small tavern, a right friendly bar, That is on most days, 'cept Saturday night, 'Cause then there might be, an occasional fight. Was late one Saturday, things had been quiet, When out came the call, send help there's a riot, All cops on the beat, guns and badges a wearin', Headed down south, a sirens a blarin'. A train on the tracks, the one o'clock freight, The cops were blocked off, would just have to wait, That is except one, a young Billie Hicks, Lone cop at a bar fight, he'd be in a fix. The train was a long one, no help on the way, And Officer Hicks, alone in the fray, The second call came, it's an all out war, While back at the crossing, the officers swore. A friend was in trouble, so near yet so far, As tensions kept mounting, inside each cop car, The train finally ended, the crossing was clear, Was Billie all right? Each officers fear. With nightsticks at ready, they charged through the door, The first thing they saw, three men on the floor, And there at a table, Billie Hicks sat, Said, "Glad you could make it," with tip of his hat. I've heard this tale often, over the years, More often as not, while drinking some beers, Lieutenant Bill Hicks, at home in the sky, Just wanted to tell ya', was one heck of a guy. A good cop he was, but was "good people" too, I have this feeling, that one thing is true, That when cops go to heaven, there Bill will sit, With a tip of his hat, saying "Glad you could make it." |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Tim - Very well done .. sadly true too many times. Whether the delay be a train, a traffic light or rain of night ... our officers are in peril. I sure thank God for the job they do and pray for everyone of them. My brother is a retired police officer and I thank God that he lives to tell his stories. ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Having the local "Sheriff" in my family makes poems like this mean a lot to me, Tim... Thanks... |
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Saxoness
since 1999-07-18
Posts 1102Texas |
I say a prayer for those in my family who make a living everyday doing this, and those who no longer live to do it. "Glory remains unaware of my neglected dwelling where alone I sing my tearful song which has charms only for me." -Charles Brugnot |
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Denise
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since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
My father was a cop, a captain, when he retired. This brought tears, Tim. It touched me deeply. Such an excellent poem. Denise |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Tim, Excellent poem, enjoyed. |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
A story to be sure and it's wonderful! You always write so beautifully! I'm amazed. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Very well done Tim--the story, the sentimant and the poetry. In the dew of little things, the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. (ee cummings) |
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Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
Thank you all. |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Very well done Tim, but I've come to expect nothing less from you |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
This poem reminds me of some of the parts that Clint Eastwood played in the movies. A strong and determined man standing against all adversity. James |
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Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
Thank you Hoot and James. Actually was more of an Irish cop type of guy... leaving here for the funeral directly. |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
A story well told, an interesting read Liz |
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Echo Rhayne Senior Member
since 1999-09-17
Posts 1495Canyon Country, CA |
Wonderful poem! I like it a lot! A friend of our family who was a cop, passed away because emergency vehicals were stopped by a train and didnt make it in time! I liek this tribute a lot! ~*~ Hell is not a place of fire and a devil with a tail and horns. But a place of torment because the light of God is gone. To escape this, accept the blood of Jesus Christ! ~*~ |
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