Best Poems Written by George Stamps

Talking With Papa

Talking With Papa 

Tell your tale once more old man
 While we sit here by the sea
 Tell of hot sun and dreams lost to sharks
 And places you longed to be 

Speak of the crowds thrilled by the bulls
 And the blood that darkened the ground
 Speak of the bars and drinks shared with friends
 While the maidens gathered around 

Speak of the lions that roared out their challenge
 And hot winds that blew so free
 Tell of the scars crossing your cheeks 
And confess how the scars came to be 

In the afternoon we may speak of death
 And for whom the bell tolls
 We may speak of these things into the night 
While the sea continues to roll 

Care not what others may offer to say
 They have lived a cowards dream
 They know not what we speak of now
A life you lived so free

Copyright © George Stamps | Year Posted 2009