Jimmie Arrington Poems

I speak aloud to one and all,
Sharing my concerns and fears.
I might as well talk to a wall,
I speak but no one hears.
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When the green grass covers me,
Though the year is yet a mystery,
Who'll wipe my stone on bended knee
And drop one tear per memory?
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Walk though you don't know the way.
Run even though you'd rather stay.
Listen though there is no sound.
Stand firmly upon solid ground.
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It's eleven on a Friday night
And I'm walking the streets again.
I feel no comfort, feel no fright,
I'm not sure where I'm going or been.
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I stood beneath a shady tree,
To escape the summer heat.
There I thought it best for me
To relax throbbing my feet.
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Fifty miles, chilly nights,
Dark skies, a million lights.
We live as though we're Cherokee,
Enjoying earths natural delights.
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Slowly and slower moves the hour.
Sluggish, languid seems the day.
Waiting, willing with all your power.
Finally it comes, you wish it'd stay,
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How does the wind know to blow,
Know when to gust or gale?
How does the grass know to grow
Within England's northern dale?
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Blissful, brave, brilliant, bright
Passionate, pleasant, pure, polite
Amazing, apt, amusing, able
Silly, sassy, simplistic, stable
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You were born a year ago,
One year ago today
And like a rushing river flow
The days have rushed away.
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