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a summer day
by Charlie Morgan
standing in the haybarn, i's stackin'
and old man harkrider was rackin'
the other boys out in the field
with 'pick it up boys', he appealed.
but not to their sense of worth
more to their right of birth,
which according to him was lacking
'cause 'you boys jes need a good smakin' '
and spit that tobacco he would
while cussing Jesus as loud as he could
wailing 'suns-a-bitches don' braing
them thunder clouds full of rain.'
the rain came, ruined more than his day,
his bounty useless, his seasonal hay,
drenched and worthless where it lay
as old man harkrider stood wet with dismay.
08/09/2005
Posted on 08/09/2005
Copyright © 2025 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Shonda Chrissonberry on 08/10/05 at 02:45 AM LOVE THIS!!!!! oh chaz, i needed a good ole laughin' ~ many cheers on this one ;) shon |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/10/05 at 06:31 PM Entertaining read Chaz, and no forced rhymes as I far as I can see. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/10/05 at 06:32 PM Oops...that should be: as far as I can see. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 08/12/05 at 01:33 PM I never chaw'd terbacco, but I have chewed tar, poor man's gum, but now that I got a chaw full of this poem Chaz, I find it difficult spittin out the juices. |
| Posted by Quinlan L Gibson on 09/07/08 at 06:29 PM Ahhh this oozes perfect rhyme and rhythm. Very nice Mr. Morgan. |
| Posted by James Blaylock on 03/27/11 at 07:49 AM Wow, I completely adored the flow of this piece. Simply perfect! Masterful, my friend. |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 03/28/11 at 12:41 PM Ohh..a little biting and a lot Frostian...and witty as all get-out, Charlie! |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 03/28/11 at 03:13 PM Fun piece - I can see an east Texas boy out in that field - glad for the rain and bent over with laughter at the drenched boss. :-) |
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