Kim Rodrigues Poet Free verse

Freedom Rings

Roundup lassoes, swinging
Roping stars of wide open country
Sweetheart moon is swooning
Cowboy smiles wrangling darlins
Tobacco spitt’n anywhere the varmint wants

Yellow taxis the color of the sun
Brighten the slate gray egregious city
The pace of walkers as short
Or long as the length of their legs
Spoiled dogs slow them down mean
People drag them by their ordinary collars
Honking horns and finger signs
Freely expressed

Southern gentlemen so polite
Extend an invite with their drawling intent
On fishing, hunting, and a slow cooked dinner
With the misses then a few missed phone calls
Messages overflowing                 on the other end
fingers tapping, knuckles bruising, years passing

Northerners abrupt but follow through
Quick to snap things done
Even if the wife waits and waits for dinner
The North won
The war but the South is free to ignore

Yet the gentleman runs
Goes all out                  when his neighbors shout help
puts the burgers on
as his kids obey his every command
yes, sir

US Americans are a riot
A riotting bunch
With pitchforks and torches
No, wait that was Transylvania...in the old country
Still, you get the point

Speaking of stills…

Free to drink since prohibition of prohibition but
Don’t drink and drive or drive and text
And wait until you’re twenty one

Liberating expression
Leads to catastrophic cacophony 
Taking knees
Meddling with the media
Flagellating flags
Beating up on confederate statues
Digging graves to bury history
Building walls
Forging freedom rings

Freedom rings…

8/24/2018

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Gershon Wolf August 27, 2018 at 8:51 PM This is tremendous, Kim. Honestly, I hope it wins first prize. It certainly deserves it. A FAVE for me. Best wishes, Gershon Kim Rodrigues August 27, 2018 at 10:05 PM Thank you so much! :)

Caren Krutsinger August 24, 2018 at 11:43 PM This poem kept my interest high and alert; at first I thought 'it is a cowboy poem', then it twisted me this way and that way and her way and his way, and I said, Kim is a master at word play, and I am so glad that I read this! Well conceived and executed, my friend! Kim Rodrigues August 25, 2018 at 7:10 AM Thank you for taking the time to read! :)