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Black Faded Cap...
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Black Faded Cap... |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
He got to town, late afternoon, best I recall, was late in June, had hitched a ride, from who knows where, now stood alone on courthouse square. Down Walnut Street, the stranger walked, while all the while, onlookers gawked, for in small towns, a stranger's rare, must be prepared for townfolk's stare. His only clothes, were on his back, wore faded cap, that once was black, short greying beard, revealed his age, as he walked down, a small town's stage. Across the tracks. sat Rock'n'Bar, old man Jones, got in his car, since end of shift, had tipped a few, Milwaukee's best, his favorite brew. Had seen the judge, was back in May, A simple glance, the other way, A good old boy, no harm no foul, was not a drunk, out on the prowl. The hearse was black, like faded cap, No harm no foul, ain't life a snap, had hitched a ride, from who knows where, I sit alone, in courthouse there. |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Awfully good one, ought to raise social consciousness. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Your Honor.... I sense .... something .... that I shall not speak of, but which is looming.... and you are in my thoughts..... |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
Very sad and very well done. Joyce |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
Thank you for reading and replying... danke... |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Forgive me for coming so late to this somber poem. I don't know how I missed it. Good writing, my friend. Claire Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau |
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