hard physical toil
all I know
it began eons ago
my grandfather
my father
we all worked with our hands
very long days
sometimes all seven
over and over
seems normal to me
but there is this new side
that is OK with resting
and he's gaining ground
in all the inner polls
he's charismatic
this new face,
he's got the gift of gab
he's very convincing
but there are the bills
the difference between home and homeless
so I do it again
and I know in the end
I am lucky
to be able
lucky
Re: lucky
Crack me up - but true for sure - my woman bringing in most of the money these days - my SS pays the rent and that's about it - so much for those "golden years" 

Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
Re: lucky
yeah mingo, I'm living alone...getting SS and still working.....the downside of divorce at a late age means many opportunities have long since passed you by....I think the golden years need to to be changed to the golden showers...ha ha....oh well, i intend to keep pluggin' away til I can no longer make it....and then rely on the kindness of strangers...I feel that warm shower
not feeling sorry for myself....have 3 great kids and a grandson, great siblings, terrific friends
life is good !
keep on truckin' !
not feeling sorry for myself....have 3 great kids and a grandson, great siblings, terrific friends
life is good !
keep on truckin' !
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
Re: lucky
lifes a bitch
i made up my mind
retire my ass
i was off for 10 weeks last year
thought i was gonna die
even with art n music
my body been bustin rods too long
so reinvent myself
become a rebar trouble shooter
in the guise of quality control
spearience
pays off
for now
bam im making art n the circle
is a whole
i am a happy man
not even gonna worry bout the
woman thing
she's gone to the happy hunting grounds
i met my match
had that boom shaka lak
with the sex queen
ya got me going steve
aint getting old a bang
all you can do is hang
i made up my mind
retire my ass
i was off for 10 weeks last year
thought i was gonna die
even with art n music
my body been bustin rods too long
so reinvent myself
become a rebar trouble shooter
in the guise of quality control
spearience
pays off
for now
bam im making art n the circle
is a whole
i am a happy man
not even gonna worry bout the
woman thing
she's gone to the happy hunting grounds
i met my match
had that boom shaka lak
with the sex queen
ya got me going steve
aint getting old a bang
all you can do is hang

me I feel like I'm becoming some kinda Kung fu t.v. Priest.....
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Re: lucky
I liked your poem, Steve. You're definitely lucky.
Re: lucky
Lucky is as Lucky does. Neighbors had a dog named Lucky when I was a kid. It ran away. Julie, the neighbor girl, cried for a week. Her Dad brought her another. They named it Unlucky, figured it may stick around a bit longer.
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Re: lucky
I saw my dad going off to his aircraft factory job everyday
as a kid, I said, " when I grow up I will be just like my dad"
..."a no good bum" I was not like my dad, but I became
a poet bum.
as a kid, I said, " when I grow up I will be just like my dad"
..."a no good bum" I was not like my dad, but I became
a poet bum.
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