we heard the wagonwheels
the rattling of the axles
the stinge of the horses
the dust they created
we were unmoved
some became frightened
but most of us knew
what they varmints wanted
we stood back to back to make
sure they weren't getting it
they wanted our gold
and we weren't gonna let them have it!
From the novel Big Tramps Watering Hole
published by Dahiser Hussier
and the Bandchoosen Franchise
New York greetings publishing company
copyrighted 1901.
Categories:
stinge, adventure, anti bullying, beauty,
Form: Ballad
A word you say,
Blew my heart away. . .
The moon can fall and I’d hear your words
A star can shine and I’d see your eyes…
But ever since that lonely day…
A silence can create so many waves…
No matter what you say,
And no matter what you do,
You left and took my heart with you.
A word can mean so many things,
You took my heart like a lying stinge…
You molded my mind into some sort of lie,
Your words would sting and I would cry…
Because a silence can create so many waves,
That only the heartless can simply brave.
A force that swiped my broken legs,
Can make hearts grow, but slowly bend...
But as the water grows higher,
My breath becomes tried...
The water reaches my neck,
Once again, a gasp for breath...
A wave can push and a wave can crash,
Like the words to a heart,
But the lies you send and the words you say,
Only the heartless can stand, and only the heartless will brave.
But I have a heart,
And I will never stay.
Categories:
stinge, betrayal, conflict, leaving, lonely,
Form: Rhyme