Harry Bryant

Harry Bryant Poems

She said she was ready to give her all,
to die for her country so she answered the call,
she had her basic, then went to a school,
then off she did go to the motor pool,
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She was a country girl, in her faded old blue jeans,
she was so full of life, and she was full of dreams,
she would dream about the future, and how her life would be,
yes she wanted children maybe two or three,
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THE WORKING MAN

The best part of any man is the woman by his side,
the woman who helps him along the way,
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Here I am on the corner of love,
the corner of love and heartache,
which way will I turn, let's go see where love takes,
will love be a smooth, level road,
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MY RAINBOW BABY
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BAD TIMES, THEN GOOD TIMES

She lies in her bed, at night all alone,
wondering just when her man will be home,
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God made the moon, then he made the sun,
he made the heavens and earth, then thought he was done,
but he got lonesome, so he made a new plan,
he drew out an image, then created man,
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There once was a gun fighter, named Billy the kid,
he went down in history, for the bad things he did,
He killed in anger, he killed for fun,
he killed for nothing, he killed with his gun,
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After our dinner, one bright summer night,
we went riding, out in the moonlight,
down through the canyon to, the valley below,
the stars were twinkling, I want you to know
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I wonder where you are today,
and just when you'll be home
in my mind the thoughts do play,
when I am left here all alone,
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What color is jealousy, if you know, please tell me,
so I can throw that color away you see,
is it black? I really doubt it,
black's the color of death and the unknown,
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WHAT IS LOVE

Love is a feeling so honest and true,
love is the feeling that I have for you,
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THANK YOU FOR NOT SMOKING said the sign on the door,
the words that followed, I'll remember forever more,
'I was a smoker, just puffing away,
I swore I'd keep puffing, till my dying day,
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COUNTRY KIDS

COUNTRY KIDS
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MUSIC OF MY HEART

When we are together, there is music in my heart,
but there is only silence, whenever we're apart,
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This is a poem about Bonnie and Clyde,
they had places to run too, but nowhere too hide,
both came from a poor and needy past,
the life that they chose, just couldn't last,
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John Wesley Hardin was born in Texas, in eighteen fifty three,
he grew up as mean as any man can be,
when a luckless cowboy was snoring in his bed,
John Wesley took his pistol and shot him in the head,
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MY DRUG OF CHOICE
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She is like mountain laurel, a breath of fresh air,
a bird on the wing, or a flower so rare,
like the dew on the grass, at mornings first light,
aurora borealis on a early fall night,
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Wyatt Earp was a lawman, Dodge City was his town,
the drovers came a calling and laid their money down,
whiskey they kept drinking, and telling their tall tales,
sometimes they got tossed into the can, and had to pay their bails,
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Harry Bryant Biography

I am just a simple country man, that loves to write poems, for my own enjoyment and for others to enjoy as well, thank you for taking the time to read my biography, though it is short, my heart is large. Harry Bryant)

The Best Poem Of Harry Bryant

The Female Soldier

She said she was ready to give her all,
to die for her country so she answered the call,
she had her basic, then went to a school,
then off she did go to the motor pool,
there she trained more, to be the best she could be,
then they shipped her, far across the sea,
she never thought about not coming back,
until she landed in Baghdag, Iraq,
even then she was not afraid,
she did her job, and then she prayed,
not for herself, but for her friends,
and for her country to soon make amends,
to this small country, they did invade,
just to put G.W. Bush there on parade,
the coalition he was supposed to make,
said he could do it alone, for his own sake,
so now she is there giving her all,
she still isn't sorry she answered the call,
though many tell her she should go home,
she knows that there, she is not all alone,
there is the peace still to be won,
she wonders how the job will be done,
with the bad guys, keeping the fighting alive,
sometimes she prays that she will survive,
then one day while out on patrol,
a bomb went off, sent her jeep out of control,
she felt the shrapnel go deep in her side,
she knew she was wounded, but she never cried,
she saw her friends all on the ground,
some of their parts were never found,
they were all gone, she was the last one alive,
help better hurry for her to survive,
then from out of nowhere a medic was there,
patching her wounds and giving her care,
many weeks later on a medical leave,
they had given her the best care, that she could receive,
still not a bad word she never said,
she was alive, her friends were all dead,
she went back home, while her wounds healed,
people asked questions, but her lips were sealed,
she is a soldier right to the end,
she will still answer the call, for all of her friends.


written by Harry Bryant
10/5/04 3: 37: 40 PM ©
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