Best Going Down Poems

AS I SAW THE COFFIN GOING DOWN

My heart bled
My eyes turned red
My aunt said
My child don't be sad
Because of pain
I was even losing my brain
My...

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It was now growing dark as the sun was going down
When a stranger rode into Soup Creek, a frontier town
No one could see his face,...

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The sun had just risen over town, it was a beautiful morning
And outside Baker's new Bakery, a long queue was forming
The aroma of fresh baking...

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I'd just checked out of a hotel in the town of Santa Fe 
Went to the store to collect supplies and went on my way
I...

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There was a rumour that outlaw Kyle was to be sprung from jail
But Sheriff Koplin got wind of it and he'd make sure they'd fail...

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Be careful when going up a ladder


Be kind to those you meet


Remember,going down that ladder


the same people you will greet...

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Mongrels gyrating on the edge of town
This it now- its going down
The chant electric, the doomsday count
It matters not that no one speaks a word
We...

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Watery eyed thoughts came,
Zap! Pow!  a short circuited brain.
Inward turned burned ocular pain,
too many thoughts to restrain 
I’m a cheap sheep making my mistakes...

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An empty throne – Part 1 of 9

For this of castled velvet throne
A queen does weep a single tear
Bleak shadows of this night have grown
To...

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Under 65 degree starry, onyx blanket
Containment of quarter moon identity

A whimsically soothing song exuded
In muffled taps & Prohibition era lyric

In the distance,
Snow-capped mountains reflecting lunar...

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I needed, craved, and desired you very much;
I loved the feel of you going down,
Over the years, you were a constant crutch.
With you, I loved...

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I arrived at the airport, along with my wife
For two whole weeks we'll live the good life
We're flying out today for a break in Italy
The...

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In the saloon gambler Milton, rose from his leather chair to speak
And said we need to make changes for the good of Soup Creek
He read...

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Five strangers rode into Bodie, a small gold mining town
They didn't look at anybody and kept their heads down
At the Citizens bank they halted, it...

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Agape 

I float in the inspiration of your charity Lord,
Your intimate whispering fluent through living water
Touching thirsting shores of drought
Waiting open mouthed for billowing water
Flowing...

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