or Love on the Rocks
down on luck
bow’ry bum, check-
in-the-mail, surviving on
rattletrap on blocks
in a yard of dust
Carton of shells
for a shotgun
Asp sidewinding. Drier than
Cannon powder, plastique.
Day you leave, day you come
back, slapping, clanking.
no thanks dry.
Lost the farm, pounding doors,
Cardboard left out in the sun
to curl and die, and you
Dry as the River Styx.
Losing at cards, God’s Little Acre,
fleeing the ‘bowl.
Dust duned and a letter
from a toad.
Hallucination inducing wart.
Dry as the road Willie jotted
a song about, then another,
and another. Put it on his stone.
On mine, put stick-in-the-mud
posing as writer.
Going for broke
(c) Phyllis Jean Green, August, 2007
A l l R i g h t s R e s e r v e d
Angels That Care
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|Reviewed by Elizabeth Price
|Awesome. But there is no posing here, truly a writer. Excellent. Liz|
|Reviewed by Cynth'ya email@example.com
|Whoo! I could smell the dust on this one PEA!
love, and blessin's,
|Reviewed by Morning Star
|Wow this page is filled with so much
Sadness lifeless and depression what a vision my friend
Absolutely stunning view of thoughts!
I love that unique picture too!
Love Peace and hugssss to you....Morning Star
|Reviewed by Joyce Bowling
|A saga within a poem...outstanding imagery...well done dear friend!
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Such a kaleidoscope, Pea; mesmerizing. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and best wishes,
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|One of your best....gee that picture...I could not let go...now was that something hanging...or a mountainaire??
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|so much desolation and depression--so many go and have gone through so much--i know all too well and live on the brink myself so many months--it is aweful-a good write|
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Such a delightful tale of the riches of desert life with lively imagery of people down on their luck, yet struggline to survive.....
|Reviewed by Dale Clark
|I really enjoyed this, such unique visions.
Pea, I needed to reread this to see it
fully. I went through the reviews and
thought wow, sometimes I'm a bit thick.
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|Ketting it all hang out, eh? Great stringing together of a hodgepodge of words, phrases which seemed not to mean anything, but as a whole, meant much . . . Write on, as they say . . .|
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|Can we say it's a bit: dry where you're at? How I wish I could send you the gentle rain falling outside my window: even the soul, the pen, run dry? Not if the StormSpinner can help it: HERE! Quick! Open up your hands, here is life giving rain to soothe your parche'd land!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|LOve it. I feel so much like the descriptions and metaphors that run rampant in this poetry of the hurting man (or woman). At least I don't feel so alone now.