Peter McLaughlin

(Buffalo, NY, USA)

The Gunfight At Dry Tears, Texas - Poem by Peter McLaughlin

Oh! they stood at rest
caught up in the test
not to pick the best
but to hold the red nest. Yes, two men
in a dusty den
held hard pens
to savor the hen. The moment was cold
for neither a bit bold
nor that side of old
to color the other's gold. The blast rang out
followed by the other's clout
and neither did shout nor pout
at the lead all about.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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