Along the Way in Life...You think that you've "Paid your Dues" to the "Wadded-up, Scratched-out, Torn-to-Shred" Pile of Broken Dreams. The Ones that Ended in a Heap in the Trash Can at the End of the Day. Then you Find Out that You are only just getting Started. They Pave the Way to More New Dreams.
Wow...I hadn't listened to "The Cars" in a few years. Yesterday, I heard that their frontman had passed away: Ric Ocasek,(March 23, 1944 – September 15, 2019).RIP...So much appreciation and respect for your Music. Probably, like so many...I had to go and listen to their music once again.Hit "Play"
When a Youngster, who is stuck on the life "Auto-Pilot" of just getting by in the Big City, wears the label "Urban Cowboy" with distinction...What happens when he finds himself at a "Dude Ranch" where the Country meets the Road? (Pun Intended!)
When Once A Person Brought Life to this World and All Their Surroundings...then Time goes by where even the One's that remember the person...have all gone. Does it even matter...? The Planet has away of moving on without us. My question is: Do we have a plan for going on without being on this Planet
"Perfectopia"...is the perfect little world in cyber-space that lies in the comment section of every Article or You Tube Video...where everyone has to say the "exact' perfect things..."all-knowingly".
Come along on a somewhat gentle...and somewhat "never-ending" paddling journey with me, MPM. See if there is something more to a water trek along 10-12 miles of a Texas River. See if it is a good thing...to just get out with the trees, the birds, and the riverbank...and just keep paddling and...
A "Manly" Poetry Tale about a Young Cowboy learning the many ways it takes to become a "Man". The Young Cowboy picked up his rope from off of the dirt... His fingers were blistered from the rope sliding through...and all his muscles hurt. They had been at it all morning...and he still...
When a young man enters college...where do his thoughts lie? Is it for the hardest class of his young life? For math courses which he has always tried to avoid? Or...for the getting on with life...free from being bogged down by studies? Ready to get on with life...yet which way before him...is...
Is Poetry Art? The question above has been asked "out-loud" here on Hub Pages. It stands to wonder sometimes...What is Art? I once saw a bumper sticker on the back of a car driving along in what I would call an "Artsy" part of my town. It read: "An Artist should not have to apologize for his Art"....
Some heartfelt words to the Poem "Young One": "Young One...Why did you serve...Why did you die? Young One...I try to understand...I promise you...I try! So many places to go in life...So much to see... But you signed up to join...and did so...So very Honorably. Years from now Young One...When...
Travel from the place you know…Search for something new… Find a world waiting for you…different from all you knew. Find that distant horizon…Where the Sun still sets in front of you. Wander to the places you have dreamed...make all your dreams come true. Have you wondered…where you wandered?
You are the Father of Time and Space, You set the Earth on a perfect axis in place. One degree to the left or right, We would freeze or cook…depending on which side. By the billions of planets out there…it only took one, ...
"It has been a long time now... I don't remember how it began any how." I know I took a wrong road somewhere and must now "Journey Back" to who I really am. With Gods help...in a blink of an eye...I find myself healed and in somewhat of a wondering state as to what had been troubling me so...
Of all the History that the USS Bonhomme Richard has had out in the open seas...and for all the years that there has been a USS Bonhomme Richard in our History and in our Navy. For all the Sailors, Marines, and Jet Fighter "Flyboys" who have stood on her deck over time...There is one part of her...
"Words come at you everyday; Poems are just a little more organized in what they have to say" as Manly Poetry Man would say. Here's some thoughts put together for this Poem: "Welcome to the World as we know it today... I haven't done anything wrong...Yet, I still have to plead my case...Take me to...
This was my very first attempt to write "Poetry" in a "Manly" fashion. It started with my approach to Cowboy poetry here in this poem. Being from Texas...and having spent many a summer working at a stable...as a kid...this didn't seem like such a stretch...to go ahead and make a poem with this...
"At the Threshold Moment...I take sword in hand, And at the Threshold Moment...I am ready to make a stand. An Invading Army has scaled our Castle Wall, I retrieve my longblade from its' scabbard; I shall defend this hall."
So you're a Real Man...Huh? Well...Don't you go and start reading poems then...Ya' Real Man...You. And while you're at it...Don't you dare read this poem about why "Real Men Don't Read Poems"...Ha! I see ya'...you were about to click on this Poem and read it...Were'nt ya'? Words from this poem go...
Have you heard the story of the brave men at the famous “Siege of the Alamo”, And, have you ever read the account of those that fought at the "Battle of San Jacinto"? This Poem tells of a fictional accounting from a long ago foot soldier for the "Texian" Army...and shares the history, rumors, and...