Michael Jordan Poet Couplet

I Was Pappa Wood {spooky Poem}

Running the yard it was either him or I
So I filed my shank and prepared to die

I warmed up until they popped the door
“Want some - Get some” I want some more

Stabbing another person is its own high
Collapse of their lung with a gurgling sigh

Fear in their eye as you stick in their throat
I danced with the demons and rode with the goat

I stabbed and stabbed then stabbed him again
Pappa Wood earned his Respect in the pen


This is for the spooky poem tag game. 
Christopher Higgins lets listen to your
spooky side, tag your it. Please know
the man i write of in this poem is dead
to me. My family is my life now and my
journey is in service of the Lord. Amazing
what a good woman can inspire in a man
and my wife is the best, I adore her.

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Trudy Diane Rider August 20, 2009 at 9:38 PM WoW Michael, this is spooky, to think the things a man will do, and your heart is so good now, I pray for you every night. Dave and I are good, both healthy again, thank you so much for asking. ~Tru~

John Loving Iii August 11, 2009 at 5:32 PM this piece amazed me. glad the spooky poems reached you and that you passed it to chris. John Henry Loving III

Carol Sunshine Brown August 9, 2009 at 11:37 AM You rock Michael. I love where your heart is now. I am so very proud of you. Love, Carol

Sean Kelly August 9, 2009 at 7:02 AM Great tag catch , MJ . I knew Pappa would ....

Farah Chamma August 9, 2009 at 6:43 AM That's one spooky poem..Good job Mike... always, Farah

Jessica Arteaga August 9, 2009 at 12:43 AM Ooo the gurgling sigh! very strong this one! I liked the spookiness