Daily Archives: June 11, 2009

A Country Song Without Verbs #1

Baby shoes, baby clothes,
Empty cradle, lonely home.
Aching heart, worried mind,
Lonesome feeling, end of the line.

Freeway headlights, pouring rain,
Sinking feeling, aching pain,
Suburb houses all the same,
Nothing more to lose, everything to gain.

Font porch lamp light
My ex and her man,
My kids behind them
And a desperate plan.

Anxious eyes, worried kids,
Back seat silence, State patrol car skids.
So-called justice, so-called court.
Restraining order, last resort.

Baby shoes, baby clothes
Empty cradle, lonely home.
Aching heart, worried mind,
Lonesome feeling, end of the line.

Today’s Epigram by Goethe

Everything in the world may be endured except continued prosperity.

–Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Today’s Poem

Planxty Cliff SiJohn

Standing and singing your death song,
Naked, after your squad was surrounded and killed
In the green thickets of Vietnam,

Did you think of the Coeur d’Alene?