Open Poetry #19 |
They'll Hang Me With the Dawn |
John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas |
I sit here on this narrow bunk- And think about the past. And gaze upon the untouched meal, They gave me as my last. I never thought ‘twould come to this. A man condemned to die… All I can do is pace my cell, And look out at the sky. I wonder how it came to this- What brought this fate of mine. I never spent one day in jail, I just turned forty-nine… I guess I won’t see fifty… My course is finally run- A fitting fate, the papers say… For those who use a gun. I once rode with the Rangers, Wore a badge in Santa Fe. And they were glad to have me, But that was yesterday. Today I am an outcast- They call me Satan’s spawn… A killer who’s outlived his time, They’ll hang we with the dawn. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Wow, again your wonderful tall tales and story-telling amazes me, sweet friend, your Travellers Tales are always so wonderful to read! (big hugggssssss) We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is excellent! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet John, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Lia Fail Member
since 2002-02-26
Posts 80 |
I liked this thanks for the read. Lia |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
You sure are one heck of a storyteller!! Great write. I'll be there at dawn on my white steed to rescue you. ~Hugs, Nancy~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
This is a powerful tale. I enjoyed it. Nan |
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woodtic Member
since 2002-01-06
Posts 87 |
Pacing in a cell always gives us time to reflect. The good we done the bad we did and it's always some one elses call if we get out at all. Good read Pard. |
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Nan
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
This is one of your best, John... It's a great piece that speaks both on the surface and metaphorically. I wonder.. Can a poetic admin grant a pardon?.. I certainly hope so... |
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