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The Way Out

Posted: May 23rd, 2008, 6:34 pm
by saw
we walked in the tall corn,
flapping waves of grain
like those tv ads at 3 am
when channel six goes off the air,

and I surely would have been lost
if it weren't for granddaddy's
knowing footprints
to place my little boots inside.

He told me stories hour upon hour,
sang Mississippi John Hurt songs
as we slipped in and out of the stalks,
Blue Harvest Moon,

Oh Mary Don't You Weep,
Cow Hooking Blues, and he talked
like he sang, a blue streak,
his soft raspy voice flew over the fields

like jet black Magpies in July.
I told him I was scared 'cause
I couldn't see where I was going,
so he picked me up in his farmer arms

kept on awalkin', whispering all along to me,
"When fear gets to playin' with your mind boy
just remember that fear ain't nuthin' but a dream,
Love is the real thing, and love'll make

a mountain cat turn tail, run back inside
his grotto--Hell, son- a bad man sooner
wrassle a pack of coyotes than mess with
a man with love in his heart.

You'll be alright boy,
keep the truth on your tongue
and a song in your heart,
and you'll always find your way."

Posted: May 23rd, 2008, 6:41 pm
by Lightning Rod
wonderful tribute, saw
I must admit to misting up
both my grandfathers were so dear to me
they formed my thinking
taught me how to treat people

Posted: May 23rd, 2008, 7:20 pm
by hester_prynne
All I can say is Wow. This is so beautiful.....
I'm welling up too, really.
Thank you....
H 8)

Posted: May 23rd, 2008, 7:39 pm
by mtmynd
si! saw... (couldn't resist...) : fine pome... mighty fine. cool 88. TY :wink:

Posted: May 23rd, 2008, 9:30 pm
by westcoast
awesome humanity.

~westie

Posted: May 24th, 2008, 5:35 am
by saw
thank you Lrod, I was close to mine as well...both very different men,
but in each case, I reference the way they conducted themselves,
what was important to them all the time.....also thanks to westie, mtmynd, and hester, I enjoyed your feedback....

peace and good health......steve

Posted: May 24th, 2008, 1:01 pm
by mnaz
This poem is heartfelt, and radiates truth. You can feel it in the recalled wisdom and strong images, nearly incongruent at times. I never had such a close relationship with either of my grandfathers, or even my father. And you tackle that paradox of love and conflict.. 'a bad man sooner wrassle a pack of coyotes than mess with a man with love in his heart.'