Bobby Mitchum

Bobby Mitchum Poems

Even the most religeous man
may cast away his beads
and take the devils dirty hand
to follow where he leads,
...

There is an old forgotten Soldier
who stands on the corner of our street
dressed in wornout clothing
with broken boots upon His feet.
...

I'm a modern day Cowboy
and the horse that I ride
is an old pickup truck
with a dent in the side.
...

Sittin under a shade tree
just Me and My Old Dawg,
He's chewing on fleas
while I'm sittin on a log.
...

When the last Rebel is silenced
and laid within their grave,
who shall shout for justice
and Our Freedoms strive to save?
...

Weep not, oh gentle heart
when you remember me,
weep not when you pass
those places I used to be,
...

If Darwin was right
and he might have been,
we were once monkey's
instead of Men,
...

I have lost My hair
and lost my gait
I can't remember
what I just ate,
...

Faded photographs on a shelf
or hanging dust clad on a wall
women wearing long dresses
whose names we cant recall,
...

I went down to the nursing home
to visit my old Granny,
She met me at the front door
saying come and join our hootennay!
...

I like to go wandering
over the wooded hills
and through green glens
where wild creatures live,
...

My chin I got from Great Grand paw
my forehead from my Dad
my hair i got from Great Grand Maw
and my mouth from Uncle Chad
...

The Wolf speaks to Me
for I am Natures Child,
the Wolf calls to Me
to be free and wild,
...

That Empty Old House
how sad it seems
as if it contemplates
old forgotten dreams,
...

The Old Farm House stands
by the side of a nameless road
it's occupants gone to a better home
a different place, another abode.
...

In the Twilight of my dwindling years
my mind dimmed by the mist of time,
I still often think of you
And I hold You in this Heart of Mine.
...

The Flag in the Breeze
how proudly It waves,
over the Tombstones
and the Silent Graves.
...

We had no time
for Childish toys,
for we were Men
we were not Boys,
...

Bobby Mitchum Biography

Joined the U.S.Army at age 17, discharged at age 25 I live in Seale Alabama and do not as yet have any books published. I am 69 and I write a lot of poems and short stories, some of which are published on www.ourecho.com)

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The Were Wolf's Tale

Even the most religeous man
may cast away his beads
and take the devils dirty hand
to follow where he leads,

may rip away his collar of white
and toss it to wild winds
forsaking God's pure and Holy Light
never caring if He sins.

For it is said when the wolfsbane blooms
and the full moon is in the sky,
that the were wolf's curse of doom
may enter the most gentle eye.

Scoff at me then, if you will
you may smile or even laugh,
but tonight when all is still
do not walk a darkened path,

For the beast haunts the darkest wood
where the shadows are darker still
and it can hear your heart as it pumps your blood
as it tracks you down for the kill.

It's tread upon the ground is light
and moves without making a sound,
through the darkness deep and quiet
moving as softly as fog over ground.

Till it has you in it's steely claws
and you smell it's fetid breath,
and t'will do no good upon God to call
for you are soon to greet your death.

And you will die there all alone
with no one to hear your scream
and the Were wolf will gnaw your bones
beside some blood filled stream.

So stay at home where it is warm and safe
do not trod an unknown trail
for home is the safest place,
to hear the Were Wolf's tale!

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