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I Was Once The Rebel at The Bar
by Felix LeRoy Perry
Saturday, October 02, 2004
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After turning 50, I had to take a look at my life and my world. My Inventory so to speak.

I Was Once The Rebel at The Bar


The long hair to my shoulders

I shaved off when it went thin

My beard now shows a hint of gray

but I don't think thats a sin


I still like the taste of whisky

but I have to watch the beer

Rock and roll donít move me

Country music I like to hear


My boots are old and worn thin

My jeans are still Levi made

I don't make it to all the parties

and I now get weekly paid


I still smile and laugh a lot

But gone are my fighting days

Iím still a little bit different though

In a lot of little ways


There's no cigarette burning

or joints smouldering in my hand

 The dim-lit hazy taverns of my youth

I now rarely go to hear the band


So I donít dance with the local ladies

I have a great one here at home

 Wakes me with my coffee every morning

And she wonít leave me all alone


I guess Iíve settled for confirmity

in a world so seldom real

In my world  I live my own dream

that one no one else can steal.


I walked one daughter down the aisle

Iíve held granddaughters two

Iíve tried to help my fellow man

In all the things I do


I still like to drive a cycle

but I own as well a car 

I think I did a whole lot better thenÖ.



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Reviewed by Sheila Roy 8/21/2008
One of the things I like about you, Fee, is that you're not afraid to show some vulnerability. We all age, there's no escaping it, and no one should be ashamed of it. In this poem, there's a bit of sadness for the time passed, but at the same celebrate the new you. I really enjoyed this one. Hugs.
Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers 10/3/2004
Felix, that old rebel is still in there! He's just relaxing in the moment!
A very soul touching write actually, thanks for sharing it with the rest of us!

Reviewed by jude forese 10/2/2004
it's nice to reminisce and see how we've changed ...

well penned ...
Reviewed by Linda Hill 10/2/2004
< clap clap > Awesome write , my friend. This is one of your BEST yet. There's nothing like holding a grandchild, or waking up with your lady making coffee for you, to put life in it's proper perspective. When the eyes of your grandchildren look at you with such adoration our hearts melt and nothing else matters. Love this write!

Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen 10/2/2004
This made me smile, Felix. I, too, am conformed, forty-five with two girls nine and thirteen... Sigh. Too old and tired for much bar-hopping anymore. But, I sure had a blast when I was in my twenties and early thirties!! Doesn't it seem the years go faster as we age? And the memories get pushed further back? That's how your piece made me feel, melancholy and broody. I enjoyed the view of your life, thank you.

Reviewed by Daniel McTaggart 10/2/2004
Very nice. Makes me keen to hear a poem about when you were a rebel at the bar.
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