George Howard Poems
|1.||It's a Fish's Life||8/24/2010|
|2.||A Chronological Mistake||7/14/2010|
|3.||I Lost a Love Tonight||8/24/2010|
|4.||The Ballad of Mary O'Hara||8/24/2010|
|5.||Try and Try again||8/24/2010|
|6.||The Futures, you chose!||8/24/2010|
|7.||From a Fool's lips||8/24/2010|
|9.||The thrill of the Slope||8/24/2010|
|10.||Highways of Time||8/24/2010|
|11.||It's just a game!||8/2/2010|
|13.||A Castle not far||8/24/2010|
|14.||Out in the Sun||8/24/2010|
|15.||A Miner Retired||8/24/2010|
|17.||Mates to the end||5/3/2010|
|18.||A Perfect Form||5/3/2010|
|19.||A Part Time Position||5/3/2010|
Mates to the end
Jimmy sat on ‘his’ public bench, a smile on his face.
The sun shone down now, of the cold, no longer a trace.
The faces passed by, some taking him in, some full of scorn.
Many passing judgement, without knowing, a few torn,
Between pity and derision, none understanding, his torment and pain.
Jimmy looked around, an agitated look on his face, in strain.
Wherever was Malcolm? He was never this late.
Malcolm was his best friend, his bosom buddy, his mate.
They’d been together just yesterda