Ghosts In The Streets Poem by Smoky Hoss
Ghosts In The Streets
Wind howling down
Through the graveyard street
Same old song of the same old ghost
Fleeing in reckless retreat-
Once I had
A fast G.T.O.
Lost it racing
In the streets of Truth or Consequences, New Mexico-
Went down to the breakfast joint
Ordered coffee and dry toast
Made my plans
To hunt up some old ghosts-
Stood out in the dark
Under an old, new moon
Asked God and the stars
Why'd it all go, and why so soon? -
None of your damn business
Came a cold reply
Just keep hanging around son
Soon enough you'll learn to fly-
The day I was born
Was the day I started to crack up
The day I was thrown down to the ground
Was the first day I ever looked up-
We're all ghosts out in the lonely streets
Ya, out in the cold
Winning, losing; trying, dying
Growing up, growing old-
Part Two. Ooops. I tried to give you a 10 but PH prefers to dump a thousand ads in the scroll in front of the voting booth and then the scroll is so long you cannot get it to stand still long enough to vote before it gets submerged by ads again
Thanks Susan! Yes, you’re absolutely correct about the ridiculous amount of advertisements on this website! I can understand why so many people leave this website to go to other poetry sites! It’s getting very bad.
We once had A fast G.T.O. / we Lost it racing and blowing up its engine twice / but we didn't do it / In the streets of Truth or Consequences, New Mexico- - we had no style I guess.... I enjoy your poetry, Smoky Hoss! ! ! A ten! ! !
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4/23/2024 11:02:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
We're all ghosts out in the lonely streets...ahhh....but yes, we are. I liked it! [][