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Broken Trombones

Dark and lonely A cave in my soul Dripping with emotion A tidal flood Encrypted in my heart An arrow through a lark Broken trombones And old sousaphones Honk into the night I'm a rain dog that bites I am a rattle snake That wants to fight There’s no love here There never has been You ask me for my hand It’s a shaker and a tam No thank you ma’am I'll take my chances On snake eyes And remove the scales That tie So don’t come looking For sunlight It’s damp and dreary here For a heart that is closed This is no place for you dear

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Karen Anglesey

Date: 9/28/2013 8:47:00 PM

I really like this one. I especially like the ending 'So don't come looking for sunlight, It's damp and dreary here". Great metaphor all the way through

Stephen Kilmer
Date: 9/28/2013 9:35:00 PM

Thanks Karen, I received some extra help on this one. It really mad the difference in the flow. thanks. Kilmer

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 9/27/2013 5:17:00 PM

Hi Stephen, Appreciate you checking out some of my older poems and new one, thanks so much. If you don't mind me asking what is your profession in music?? I really like how you understood my ending verse on the Jazz poem :-)... yes indeed. Stephen, I cant recall a poem as deep in my readings today. this is really xool, and grips a warning sign to "STAY AWAY." I like how you presented this so RIGHT AND awesome! ALWAYS ---Linda

Stephen Kilmer
Date: 9/27/2013 5:24:00 PM

Linda, I was a drummer for 20 years. Spent about 15 of those years on the road performing all over the world playing one nighters. I have been in more hotels than the Gideon's Bible! I now have a digital studio and play guitar, mandolin, and piano as well. I am huge jazz fan so your poem title really enticed me. Thanks for your comments on this one. I appreciate it. ~Kilmer