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From Where I Sit

By bardofthewoods September 11, 2016 Leave a comment

You talk of what you’ve done and have the nerve to criticize me You speak of missions failed and how much you despise me You laugh at my defeats, savoring each downfall with great pleasure Knowing all the time, it’s you who lost―you’ve done nothing to be measured   Myself, I’ve never been content seeking […]

EROTIC EQUINOX

By bardofthewoods September 11, 2016 1 Comment

May the sorrows of your mother, sevenfold on you, her bastard son, be bestowed   Raped by a rabid dog on a moonlit night Upon discovering reality with the morning light . . . Your mother lived―the poor dog died of fright *********************************************** *********************************************** https://bardofthewoods.com

Can’t Compete With California

By bardofthewoods September 11, 2016 Leave a comment

If tears were silver dollars I’d have you to thank for making me a rich man And if hurting me was your objective consider yourself accomplished   But on your way to self-actualizing, I think someday you’ll be realizing you stand to inherit the fortune you gave me Bequeathed for the way you deserted, betrayed […]

TAKE A MAGGOT TO LUNCH

By bardofthewoods September 11, 2016 1 Comment

A homo sapien and his canine took a stroll on the street A mobile metal monster they happened to meet Bloody guts   It’s been said by the son of a son of a son That one rots and bloats in the noon day sun Not so for the other, he’s got a schedule to […]

LAST KISS

By bardofthewoods September 11, 2016 Leave a comment

Kiss an old friend and be glad that he is Kiss a grandpa and feel those whiskers of his Kiss a baby and taste its innocence   A lover’s kiss is sweet and warm, an expression of caring Not as in kissing a whore Which is merely a means to an end   But if […]

Memory Molestation

By bardofthewoods September 11, 2016 Leave a comment

Like a minnow in the moss Memories in my mind did toss And you Rude awakenings caused by some unconscious contemplation Once more comes sleep in reluctant hesitation Then you *********************************************************** *********************************************************** https://bardofthewoods.com thisdonald is “Ragin’ Against The Storm”

Stan And Me

By bardofthewoods September 11, 2016 Leave a comment

By Don Kenton Henry   I ner’ been to Europe er met the president But I’ve sat on a warm wooden bridge and tossed pebbles at a crawdad I ner’ owned no car, but I’ve felt the summer sand between my toes as I walked down our lane to fetch the mail Ner’ had no […]

FINDING GRACE

By bardofthewoods August 25, 2016 2 Comments

“And the mournful heart call of a loon crying for its lost mate still echoes over a moonlit lake in the North Woods as Sam picks up his brush.” By Don Kenton Henry   He put down his palette and lay his brush across it. The forearm of his painting hand came to rest across […]

Sun Shower

By bardofthewoods July 12, 2016 2 Comments

By Don Kenton Henry   Today I took stock of all for which I paid a fare The drink and music and solitary travel here or there Of time spent pursing things I could not acquire and never shall attain Of years squandered pursing all that’s vain   I thought of material acquisitions victims of […]

Mom

By bardofthewoods May 13, 2016 Leave a comment

By Don Kenton Henry Yours was the first voice I heard Each breath you took you shared with me, My heart beat but for you You kept your place each time I stumbled, though everything inside you begged, “Pick him up!” But you were there when I took my first steps You counseled me through […]