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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

Copyright © Stephen Kilmer | Year Posted 2013

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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 Login to Reply 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 Login to Reply 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