Ripple In The Sand (poem) by Walter LaVerne Jones on AuthorsDen

Ripple In The Sand
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There was a haze upon the western Texas sky a whisper in the wind of those that live and those that die All my shadows left me to go on back home My lady was riding but she was riding alone I was running with a bandito or two and the willing of the flesh burnt a soul or two (chorus) I was just outside Laredo with the wind in my hand I was thinking about cowboys About to make my last stand I reached for my pistol Burnt the fingers on my hand Sun kept me to blind Tasted holy water in my mind Carbine full of flowers Boots full of sand mental image of the Rio grand I was running with a bandito or two and the willing of the flesh burnt a soul or two (chorus) Wash my soul in water Drink my brandy straight Ask for forgiveness Prayed its not too late She threw her body at me open doors that I could see cried how she loved me swore I'd never be free Dust and sand fill my memory from the time and place that I was born Charge goes the trumpet Love and death play the same horn I was running with a bandito or two and the willing the flesh burnt a soul or two (chorus) Found the last of teardrops in the bottle on sand never pulled the pistol just became part of the land

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on July 14, 2005

Walter,

Somehow I missed this one. Beautifully penned lyrics of life's journeys. (And being a Texan, I really appreciate the location! LOL)

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)

Reviewed by Sandra Mushi

Reviewed on June 28, 2005

Profound, great write, Walter!

God bless,

Sandie.

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

wonderful stuff from your pen, walter! very well done!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D

Reviewed by Cynthia Borris

Walter,

Rich poetry marked with life's journey. Excellent!

Cynthia