My Bess and I have been together
through good and bad
in all kinds of weather
we’ve fought the battles her and I
she’s heard me curse
and seen me cry
I’ve caressed her tenderly
and rough when tymes demanded...
I sobbed when age disbanded
our lyfe together........
I had her first when we were young
and strange to the touch
so new and highly strung
but I oiled her as a lover should
his mistress reclining
and knew her every mood
She slept in my embrace
for oh so many years
and hot my streaming tears
for losing her.....
Now someone else holds
My Brown Bess...
Graham..Mar...2004
The Brown Bess musket...
Used by British troops during the Napoleonic Wars..
Well yes you have to keep em well oiled or they will blow yer head off, bit like a woman eh.
:)
Ch'erie
Thats rather an artifact you have there ole son!
Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)
Reviewed on March 23, 2004
hmmm...just for a moment there I thought you were talking about your love of a WOMAN....hmmmm..but men will be men...
Well written..
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
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Excellent Graham
LYFE <----God I adore that.....
ty, Dani
Smoothbore, .75 caliber, possibly named for the brown stock or the browning effect of the rusting process then used to finish metal parts (I think).
It was the Brown Bess which gave rise to the Second Amendment of the Constitution: "...the right to keep and arm bears shall not be infringed."
Dan S.
:)
Ch'erie
Thats rather an artifact you have there ole son!
Well written..
Vesna :)