Long Antone Poems

many miles I have rome
and called many boats a home
they've taken many place
to meet alot of faces
I lived different lives
with three lovely wifes

the first on I met at a red light
got her pregnant that night
all...

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I’m from the great state of Texas, the biggest and the best.
   No other place is like it, be either east, north, south, or west.
I went to California, to see the golden state.
...

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We rode into Nacogdoches, with our pistols and our Bowie knives,
Volunteers for Texas—we came to risk our lives.
Some of us had families, and others, just the memory,
And some of us they didn’t hardly miss in...

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ECHOES IN THE STONE

No one can turn back the hands of time
Reliving the war,  TEXAS her independence
The tombs so deep, where real hero's fought and fell
A place so precious, sacred in every hold
A timeless...

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One morning Teeny Ant crawled out of his hole.  He rubbed the sleep out of his 
eyes, blinked them and rubbed them again.  He didn't remember there being a 
big red hill outside...

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In the winter of eighteen thirty-six the historic siege began.
The Mexicans went three thousand strong with Santa Anna in command.
The Texians defending the mission numbered one hundred eighty-two
lead by Travis, Bowie, and Crockett, they vowed...

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Look out my window, I'm always going somewhere
Denver Colorado, San Antone, got a lot of friends there
This old cowboy heart, she called me Lucky Seven
I've journeyed so far but it's a long long way from...

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Gather ‘round younguns, there is a story to be told
About some renegade cowgirls & their ride for the gold
They made it look so easy, feathers, flowers & a smile.
Guts & grace, they had plenty, quitting...

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Sometimes the mountains call so strongly
   that I shall never know peace
Until I stand where Heaven begins
   and the bonds of this life cease.

I do not wish to leave you;
 ...

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Pa laid there in that white sheet bed and looked around for Ma
He knew his time was runnin' out and he just scratched his jaw
He looked at me and said, "Well, son, looks like my...

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I'm stuck in the town of "Rotgut",
not far from San Antone!
I work in the "Silver Dollar",
a saloon, that's quite well known!

I'm what's known as the bar-keep,
I can't remember for how long?
It could be more than...

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Running after Ruby, from Seattle to Los Angeles and back,
Following a trail of rumors and tears she left for me to track.
Running after Ruby, trying hard to put together every clue,
Finally I reached the wise...

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It was dusty, dry and endless 
Stretched beneath an empty sky
From horizon to horizon 
Where the turkey buzzards fly,
Like a landscape meant to warn you
Just how far a man can fall.
Except for Ruby in El...

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Pleae tell me how to get home
Which way does this old trail bend
Had a little drink with some fellers I know
And I lost my way my friend

I have rode this way before
Still it don't look...

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I found myself in San Antone
wonderin' who these cowboys are.
I am not anything like them -
I choose not to wander alone.
Some say I came here on a whim. 
Deep inside I do not know why.
It...

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Mud puddles were made for little boys on warm summer days,
In search of tadpoles and frogs and other delightful items of play.
Grass snakes are fine but they’re hard to contain,
They get slick and slimy when...

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I’m on my way to the big time,
But first, a road trip with my friend.
We’ll drive through the desert, rain or shine
And make memories that’ll last ‘til the end.

I know exactly where I’m headed,
Straight to...

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I've never been where they've been
Oh, I've been to Dallas
And I've been down to San Antone
Even seen a palace

But those old men there on that bench
Have a laugh I ain't got
And there's a twinkle in...

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Racist poets they emerge in a surge hating the white race San Antonio who cares anyone can walk across the great ships built by vikings as big as the rio grand when racist poets from...

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Racist poets they emerge in a surge hating the white race San Antonio who cares anyone can walk across the great ships built by vikings as big as the rio grand when racist poets from...

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I called your house on Sunday, girl
Your Mama answered the phone
She said you packed your bags the night before 
And left for San Antone
Trying to fulfill a fading dream before time washed it away
She said...

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She told me to meet her by the river
Down in the gentle streets of San Antone
I had a young cowboy's love to give her
Now I stand here in the rain all alone

She has a heart...

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I see the world
what is wrong with that?
I hear the world
what is wrong with that?!
I feel the world
What is wrong with tahe?!
I am perfectly normsl
I do not sit in a wheelchair
or use crutches
or a cane
Yet...

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The rig rolled through Laredo 
On the road to San Antone,
Its eighteen wheels of commerce
Headed north from parts unknown.
The shipping costs all paid to
Their coyote chaperones.
					
The plan was clear in concept,
But the method imprecise.
If not...

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He played guitar in a Texas tavern -
Could have been famous but for her brown eyes.
He loved her more than his music could tell.
He smiled and played while he swallowed her lies.

There came a time...

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