2010 Poetry Parade: Day 26
Wrecks
by
Mike Logan
Well, I’ve seen some wrecks ahorseback
An’ quite a few with cars,
An’ I’ve even seen the carnage
Of some awful wrecks in bars.
But the worst wrecks in my mem’ry
Was the ones a comin’ on
When there come a perfumed letter
That started off "Dear John."
From Laugh Kills Lonesome & Other Poems (Buglin’ Bull Press, 1990)
Used with the author’s permission.
3 comments:
As I read this poem, I just knew it would have a great ending, and it did!
I love cowboy poetry. You see, I always wanted to grow up to be a cowboy, but found out that wasn't possible. But I still like cowboys and cowboy poetry.
Had to start a new blog due to Technical problems. Come and visit me at www.glendacouncilbeall.blogspot.com
I wanted to be a cowboy, too, Glenda--still do!
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