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Wednesday, May 25, 2011

We meet them occasionally

Soul of Decency
by GC

I knew a guy
who mostly spent
most of his time
down and out

He didn't have
a pot to piss in
or a window to
toss it from

Same guy would
give the shirt
off his back
at a moment's need

He'd walk a mile
in your shoes
lending a hand
never complaining

Son of a gun was a Athiest.

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Still here

Enraptured
By GC

Believe, believe
or you wont be rapt
you’ll be sore stuck
on terra firma

Raptured folks
not wrapped to tight
wish to ascend
unto the skies

It came, it went
the appointed hour
and left folks here
still standing

Oh well
Perhaps there will be
another time or place
for the great unrapping

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Of Time

Silvered Glass
by GC

Mirror, mirror
totes the years
reflects grizzled mien
tells the truth

Weathered dermis
thinned graying hair
paunch that yesterday
wasn't there

It's simply solved
that mirror's message
eschew vanity
stop looking

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99 cents.

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Vittles

Travelin’ Shoes
By GC

My tongue
shouts out
to my sole
make tracks
hie yourself
to LT’s joint
for chitterlin’s
cornbread
collard greens
shrimp & grits
fried catfish,
yeah man,
soul food

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Mother's Day

Apple Pie
By GC

Another Hallmark Holiday
honoring
the good, the bad
the ugly

Mother’s are people
deserving of love and honor
or in some cases
disdain

Happy Mother’s day
you good ones;
wallow in self pity
you others