Short Bare Bone Poems

Straggy sad dog
left all alone,
head on her paws
sleeping on stone.

Skin and bare bone,
her life undone,
eyes dimly see,
rain is to come.

Death softly cries
"Oh little one,
come here to me,
I am the sun"

Her tail wags once
her heart's last leap,
This little puppy,
slips into sleep.

Wakes in your arms
holding her dear,
A dream she had,
distant past clear.

She could be yours
She could be mine
One never knows
Until it's time....

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All Around South Had To Hike

All around South did have to hike,
And every single bit of it  did like,
To bare bone,
When alone,
Even riding trike when a little tyke.

Jim Horn

Crab with conch and zucchini and okra.
Sound familiar? Some guy said that
grits are not as good as they used to 
be. Probably forgot to put butter on 
them. Remember Gullah culture and
Charleston River Dogs and Savannah
Southerners baseball team.
Have you ever heard of Huck's in
Charleston before?...

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