Smoky Hoss

Gold Star - 9,028 Points (01 may 1962 / U.S.A.)

Smoky Hoss Poems

281. The Last Courage 3/2/2013
282. That Old River 3/12/2013
283. When I 3/13/2013
284. Bats 1/4/2013
285. Ostentation 11/1/2012
286. Untrammeled 8/30/2012
287. Fish-Food 10/17/2012
288. A Pleasant Inconsequence 10/30/2012
289. Essence 2/16/2012
290. Sleepless Song 1/28/2012
291. Looking Up 2/22/2012
292. The Friendly Light Of A Campfire 3/10/2012
293. Abandoned Prairie 12/16/2011
294. Who Do You Think I Am? 12/21/2011
295. On You 1/28/2012
296. Enervated 3/18/2012
297. A Few Simple Things 4/10/2012
298. Moving Along Sacramentally 6/18/2012
299. The Drinking Poem 11/6/2014
300. North Woods 4/10/2012
301. Down To Up 3/6/2012
302. Possibilities 12/31/2012
303. Watching Snow Fall, Softly 2/9/2013
304. Writing Frustrations I'Ve Known 2/20/2011
305. Writers And Poets 9/15/2011
306. Distance - Between 10/11/2011
307. Cry To Die 9/24/2011
308. What Kind Of God? 12/3/2011
309. Land Out Of Time 12/5/2011
310. Going 11/3/2011
311. Drunken Dancing Fish 9/6/2011
312. Souls In The Wind 8/20/2011
313. Moments 8/20/2011
314. Esoterica 10/16/2010
315. Death, Life's Mystery 12/5/2010
316. Regarding Poetry At The Edge Of The Universe 1/19/2013
317. Old Timer 12/5/2012
318. Giant Sunflowers 3/26/2013
319. This Day 10/18/2012
320. The Northern Mystery 10/18/2012
Best Poem of Smoky Hoss

Aging Poet

Come and see the old poet
Laying in his bed of ashes and dust,
His love in ruins
His mentality frozen by restless rust,
His hungry heart emptied of it's fertile blood
His souls melodic purpose nearly gone,
The mellifluous music now so silent
The end, of a once wonderful and powerful song.

What happened to this poet
With dread you may ask,
The ancient story ofcourse
The evils of age and wear, and so damned many things out there
Working away at his heart, fulfilling their wretched task.

When poets speak truth and beauty into this old ...

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Enigma

If the world were flat,
That would be that...
But, the world is round,
Therefore, the end of it all
Can never be found.

Thus meant to be,
With always more to see...
The view, over the horizon,

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