Ode To a Former Wild Life

Ode To A Former Wild Life


Drank too hard, rode my horses too fast
didn't give a damn if my body did not last
Midnight was a bell for me to pour it on
get wasted until my head felt like a stone

Pretty gals, O' how they spun my wheels
woo'ed them as I pleased, made no deals
Passionate nights spent dancing in the bed
plenty of time for sleep after I am dead

Life was just a big box to rip'er open
bigger thrills , prettier gals I was hoping
Once a spirited mustang, wild as all hell
wildest things I did I dare not to tell

Memories good or bad often can not decide
yet one thing is sure, had one helluva' ride
Memories good or bad , often know not which
yet having none at all would be a real *****!

Robert J. Lindley , 04-18- 2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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April 18, 2015 at 3:49 PM
Robert, it was a wild ride and a bet a wonderful memory too, why do we think we are going to live forever when we are young, how I survived those young crazy days is amazing to me, and now I am this quiet poetry writing girl, go figure and thanks for visiting my poem, chasing bigfoot
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April 18, 2015 at 2:37 PM
Love the humour here Robert - the final stanza is quite thought provoking! a 7 from me:-) Hugs Jan xx
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April 18, 2015 at 1:30 PM
Each one a hammer blow that shaped the man you are today. As I always told my children....a scar will add a bit of character to a dull face and as you age you get to make up the story of how you got that scar.
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April 18, 2015 at 1:12 PM
Hi Robert, thank you for your kind words! I just spent half an hour reading your work and its awesome!! Love it!! I believe you get an A7 from heaps of us! Have a great day mate, mark Robinson
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April 18, 2015 at 11:32 AM
Oh the wildness of youth!! Just remember it's part of who you are now, and from my POV it's better to have had them than to live with what if of never having lived. ~Jan
Robinson Avatar
April 18, 2015 at 11:30 AM
Wow! I'm sure a lot of us can relate!! Great work. Mark.
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