Kenneth Bolden Poet Pastoral

Five Dollar Thinking

Man its bad when your
own flesh and blood.
Tell you will never going to
be nothing in life some day.
It is like pouring water
into this empty bucket.
Having no money deep
set pockets hating on.
Me just for the hell of it
trying to get your rocks off.

By Kenneth D. Bolden

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Poet Destroyer A April 2, 2016 at 1:17 AM Kenneth Bolden, nice to see this one again. LINDA

Skat A August 18, 2015 at 11:33 PM Kenneth, I like this very much SKAT

Carol Sunshine Brown October 11, 2011 at 10:55 AM Congratulations on your poetry placing in Nancy's contest Kenneth. Love, Carol

Linda-Marie Sweetheart October 10, 2011 at 10:43 PM Congrats Kenneth on your HM in the contest.. with this amazing entry ..luv.. enjoy honor..

Nancy Jones October 10, 2011 at 9:45 PM Yep... sucks muchly! Thanks for the write and for supporting my contest. Some of my relatives would rather give up their golf and beauty parlor time than read me. Beauty day, Namaste~N

Poet Destroyer A October 5, 2011 at 8:31 AM wow! five dollar thinking, can get one in some risky bad wishing... Kenneth, a very interesting though of yours,, thank you for sharing,..p.d.