martin aka ryder taylor

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By Way Of The Gun - Poem by martin aka ryder taylor

A slight of hand a fleeting second,
our bullets fired ive got him I reckon.

Its blue and black and glints in the sun,
a really fine piece my gun.

The sound of the hammer as I cock it back,
would stop many a bandit in his track,
the balance the weight is just so fine,
id liken it to a full bodied wine.
God I think he's hit my spine.

He's dead I know my aim was true,
but quick I wasn't, oh the skys so blue.

Please hand me my gun just once more,
as its near of that im sure.

My eyes are so heavy but the pain has gone,
was I right or so wrong.

Comments about By Way Of The Gun by martin aka ryder taylor

  • Andrew mark Wilkinson (3/9/2007 3:15:00 PM)

    you can picture the scene, of the two gunfighters has they draw... Martin... a well written first poem...10... welcome to poemhunter martin... (Report)Reply

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  • David Harris (3/9/2007 8:57:00 AM)

    Martin, This piece is visual. You can see the picture here. Well written and very enjoyable. Thanks for sharing it my friend.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 8, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, January 28, 2011

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