Last Commented Ballad Poems (503)

I just wanna be with you tonight,
I wanna hold your hands tight
Don't mind what people say,
Let's just be free and play

Let's get through it all
Don't stop til I pull
Our heart bounce with kiss
And knows we are on raise

The night is young and cold
Come to me unfold
We just can't believe
Until it's all we can give

If I could hold
the quill of truth
over the page
of unfolding story

and hold it still
and let the page itself
write the words
of your defining glory

if I could see
the candle
that lights the table
beside your bed

and see that light
in constant fight
against the dousing
tears you shed

but bitter winds
comb the sands
of the fragile breath
that you release

and war minds wait
in the long grass
as foil
against your peace

I would pray
with actions
outside the gate
off all you hold.. most true

and guard from devils
and unworthy men
the very thing
that makes you.. You

I met her
in the winter
in a bar
upon the hill

when the dark
was carved by starlight
and the moon
had paid the bill

I stepped in
from the wilderness
from the howling
wind and rain

I was weary
from my journey's
around other
people's pain

"you are bearded
broad and ugly"
said the prairie girl
in fright

not one
for moralising
we shared our bones
that night

I told her
of my story
from the famine ships
I came

in a world
of madness hunger
where I killed men
to my shame

corruption
took our homelands
our humanity
and our dead

I hated a world
that priced our lives
in the currency
of bread

I left her
at the dawning
as a coyote
fought the moon

one night
was our forever
she'd be over me
by noon

my journey
is a lonesome one
thrown far
by a devil's hurl

so I bellow
out two fires
for the prairie
and the girl

she was crying
in the sea
unloved and worn
she spoke to me

her heart and boards
were long ripped out
her diesel engine
left in doubt

yet I heard her
heard her true
in her estuary
of blue

I spent a fortune
on her hull
I slept beneath
the dawning gull

weeping wounds
carved by years
open sores
wept salted tears

a friend helped me
with her coat
a rising tide
lifts every boat

and I rescued her
that year
out of wet rot
out of fear

yet twas she
who rescued me
with my work
upon the quay

less days
to think of you
my retro thinking
hours few

the odd bewildered
passerby
would enquire of me
"Why?"

this dishevelled
bearded man
eating something
from a can

I thank the thousands
that walked past
who saw her place in life
as last

they failed to stop
and read the signs
they saw no beauty
in her lines

the cafe was closing
and the air was darker
than age
Mary was fixing
her order
and her world
had become
like a cage


will you still see me
on Sunday?
will you wear that dress
and look nice..?
but you know
that a question
ain't a question
when you
got to ask it twice..

and the sparrows
still play
in the cornfields
where we used
to make love
and you'd sing..

ain't it funny
how something
is nothing
when nothing
was once everything?

I drove down there
around midnight
past farms
that seemed
to be free

but I knew
one day
that I'd buy one
and that
would be the end
of me

talk of music
and college
of dance halls
lawyers and gown
but it's hard
to dance with a roughneck
when a banker's hand
owns town


she was getting tired
of me
my work, my car
and my dark
and I looked to the heavens
for answers
and saw nothing but stars
and a lark

"I heard she married a doctor"
my friend Dave
did say
later on

and I smiled
like it meant
nothing to me
and got sick
when I knew
he was gone

now the sparrows still sing
in the cornfields
neath the mountains
where she
used to sing

aint it funny
how something
is nothing
when nothing
was once everything

and her car, her car
is a dream.

I came from the sea
I came from the sea
is that woman still there
does she still wait on me?

I toiled on the sea
I toiled on the sea
until I took a man's life
who tried to take mine from me

I fled the sea
I fled the sea
and hid inside the bark
of a lonesome tree

until lonlieness
of the mind and heart
did lead me to a door
I didn't want to live
inside a tree anymore

I knocked on a door
and her eyes met mine
and two more below in furs
that took chase
against some distant noise
that wasn't mine or hers

the clock above the mantle
swung its arms around the hours slow
as if by chance
the golden bars
had never been aglow

and as days came and went
as tide outside the door
her loneliness wed mine
and was no more

alas fate did intervene
a year inside our faithful dance
some off duty cop
sniffed something off
at some off duty dance

a smile upon a face
that had never seen a smile before
and my hand in hers
too much for this neighbour to ignore

he made the call and suddenly
all my world
was framed by iron bars
assorted lawyers.. judges.. cars

my story was spun on the lips
of legal spin
how I had killed a man
and robbed him of his kin

his blade to my neck
neither mentioned or reffered
but justice was seen to be done
and thus.. justly served

she waits in dreams
with the boy who calls me fondly.. dad
the only time of love and peace
my madness ever had

Unseen
Silent your there
Can't be seen
You wander
You lurk
Victims you seek
The weak the volunable
The sick
Victims of all to the ends of earth
From victims breath you lurk
You don't care
For your the killer of the weak

you and me
sitting on the edge
of memory

the radio sings
about the things
we want to do

your kisses bring
a rising spring
of honeydew

its gonna be a long memory

searching for the taste
of your sweet love

it's been a long time
since I tasted new

a girl like you

you and me
a bittersweet
elegy

the headlights tune
the sun and moon's
durability

and all the world's
a beautiful girl
as far as I can see

its gonna be a long memory
searchin' for the shape
you left behind

the air is blue
and I am too

inside my mind

there was a girl in china
but the radio signal died
I told her we were hundred
to keep her spirit but I lied

people started dropping
in the spring of seventeen
the white coat fellas called it
it was nothing they had seen

I am a collection of bones
my heart is hollowed out
every molecule migrated
to the continent of doubt

bones be best of me
drum like on my skin
if my loving folk could see me
they would not call me kin

infection steals my lungs
my spirit now wiped clean
alive thanks to seaweed
the root of food and iodine

I trip along a promise
to the wife I left behind
a shuffled wreck upon the deck
a birthday wish to save my mind

she told me to honour
the day that she was born
to mark that day in a special way
before she slept beneath the corn

this old abandoned airfield
it took me years to try
there ain't no practical virtue
I don't know how to fly

alone in this maelstrom
I hunt a haunted 'why'?
but do it still I know I will
write her name across the sky

peggy sue.. got blue
as her man
he ran away
and left her
with a cabin full of bills

It's true.. she knew
that he'd up
and leave one day
and she slept
beneath a bottle
full of pills

and this bottle
eased her pain
bouncy castle's
for her brain

and she worked
her fingers
to the bone..

.. and the only friend
she had
was bein'
alone..



peggy sue.. like you
had dreams and plans
and schemes
voted
most likely
to rule the world

she tried..
and cried..
and cried and tried
some more
as the years
got caught by winds
and were unfurled

there's a hole
in mamma's brain
where all the pain goes
and that is life
and life is hard
I suppose
.
big dogs
do have big ears
its the same
with blood and tears
sweet bones
dont last too long
on broken rodeos

peggy sue
died too
in the fall of 85
after serving
in her own
domestic war

and bottle was put away
and her kids
went seperate ways
to a place called
god knows where

with god knows who