Day: November 16, 2020

The Ways of Men

~ thereluctantpoet

Charmed Chaos

When I was five, my step-grandfather tried to put his hands in places they don’t belong
But I fought him off for even I knew his actions were wrong
We were alone in his sleek sedan, the kind with one long seat
I jumped in the back, yelled and screamed
and cried all the way home

And then in my early teens, my step-father tried the same,  
When he came home late one hot Texas night 
drunker than Cooter Brown from 
the hair of the dog that he drank everyday

He put on a record- Marty Robbins singing ‘El Paso’
The sound carried through the thin walls of the trailer, waking me
He came into my room, slipped 
his hands under the threadbare sheet 
tried to touch me where a father shouldn’t 
but in my terrified state, I slapped his hands away

When I was sixteen, a man tried to…

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When We Were Kids

~ thereluctantpoet

Walt's Writings

When We Were Kids

We all remember our first loves
When we were kids
Little girls and little boys
giggling and laughing

Holding hands and making plans
Not really knowing what love was
But we liked the feeling, laughing and blushing
when our friends would sing,

“Susan and Walter, sitting in a tree
K-i-s-s-i-n-g
First comes love, then comes marriage
Then comes Walter with a baby carriage“

But kids grow up and drift apart
and then one day they meet again
older and wiser, but remembering
how good it felt when they were K-i-s-s-i-n-g

This time they both know what love is
and childhood memories of when they were kids
brought them together
in love again

~The Tennessee Poet~
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