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Monday, January 4, 2016

"I Can not Forget You!" ~A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

Poetry: The forgetful manager of a tavern rumbles a mumble.

The torture of being unable to forget the absents of another.

 

"I Can not Forget You!"


I forget to laugh, I just cry

I forget my manners now and then, like thank you, God Bless you, and even amen

I can’t remember what it was that kept that smile, perched upon my face

Why I went to work or to church

I sit around a lot and stare out into space

I forget to wash the tears away, from my eyes

I forget why I get up and come to this bar; I just do it again and again

I forget to clean it, almost every morning

I forget why it is that they keep me on here, my they are kind people

I wonder if I will ever win this rat race?

Now I remember, I own it

Oh, how depressing

I most often times forget, where I am and what it was I was doing

I guess I will be going to Satan’s place, well its got to be better then

This Patrons Place

My spark it has gone out; my its getting dark in here

I forgot to forget, you

My dear



A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man



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Thursday, February 13, 2014

"Damn Old Pickup Truck"~ A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

 

Poetry: Story Poem, About a Vehicle That Gives Up the Ghost, When It is Needed Most

 

 

"Damn Old Pickup Truck"

I came home broken and busted up

I damned that old pickup truck

To hell and back with every step I took

I lost a another battle with it

And

 At the worst of times

It sits sunning itself down the road

And it refuses to start again an on this day!

As I entered the long drawn out dirt driveway

I was completely downhearted, I felt I had lost my way

Until I see them there standing all and in a row

 Arms flung wide open, hugs and tears bless my soul

Sobbing and kissing, by heck

Arms all around and about my neck

 My Sweet Pea and Honey bee’s

They cheer me on every time

 Come on Daddy!

Go and get that old thing started

We must be to church on time...

Grammy’s there, she’s waiting

She has got her new dress on

She’ll be upset with us

If we are late this time...

No my dears, we won’t be late

Grandma, she will wait for us

Even if, it is only at Heaven’s pearly gates


A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man



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Tuesday, July 27, 2010

I Can not Forget You!

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A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man




Poetry: The forgetful manager of a tavern rumbles a mumble./The torture of being unable to forget the absents of another.