Gunpowder an Glory

by BentleeSmith Falls, Ontario, Canada

Mar 2010 528 Views 7 comments

~Gunpowder an Glory~

it was a peaceful place the most ya ever got was a fat lip a bike stole or an egg at the house. Clear rock goes up in smoke as reality delves into clustered haze. Where ego's soar on mindless flight as the trigger rests in full squeeze tight. At the end of the steel fell out of sight. Gunpowder an Glory stilled the night, another life fallen another life fight's~

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Posted: Mar 2010

About this poem:

it used to be so quiet around here an the past couple of months it's been crazy with murders. Remembering the fallen.

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trurorobAlicante, Valencia SpainMar 21, 2010

Yes Jon, sometimes we think the whole world has gone mad!!
rob

PinkpoetressClarksburg, West Virginia USAMar 21, 2010

Bentlee,
Very nice poem. Even kinder of you to remember those who are gone.

jazzy75Houston, Texas USAMar 23, 2010

Bentlee - love the line "Where ego's soar on mindless flight as the trigger rests in full squeeze tight." Many different ways to read this poem...very cool!

BentleeOPSmith Falls, Ontario CanadaMar 24, 2010

Ty Rob for yours true thoughts, we can only hope it does get better :)

BentleeOPSmith Falls, Ontario CanadaMar 24, 2010

Thanks pink, it's a bit of a small town where people pull together, vigil's support systems funds set up etc. Ty for your words.

BentleeOPSmith Falls, Ontario CanadaMar 24, 2010

ty Jazzy, in that line it's what I've seen an heard on the streets here when the rock's smoked. Sad to see but is a choice eh for some ty my friend for your comment.

BentleeOPSmith Falls, Ontario CanadaMar 24, 2010

So true eh boysh or even duke'n it out instead. Thanks for your comment.

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