Sitting on My Bed

Sitting on my bed

playin’ my guitar

scratching

pulling

threads in my head

long ago

afar

eschewing

Oliphant

fungible

suigeneris

derriere grows

rockin’ in this chair

feelin’ pretty fair

younger days care

brown flowing hair

life unfair

beginning to an end

fair weathered friends

drivin’ in my car

not far

corner bar

under stars

coin it

see it

surely not an act

in relative intentionality

no man’s

living alone

losing his own mind

to all those thoughts and emotions

throwing it all away

his own life

usurping

and you are now here

finally arriving

drama in a family is a tree of history

dabbling in all

mastering

a change in your ways

until too late

standing alone outside

closed door

phone booth waiting

a call from that stranger

and it rings

so you

get excited

growing more hungry

every day

waiting for

every cold night

 

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Author: Steven Humphreys

I have long been married and currently write poetry and health and wellness posts. I have authored several books currently for sale at most popular outlets. I hope you like my blog finding my articles informative and meaningful as well as entertaining. Let me know what you think. You can read more 'about me' on this site. Thanks for stopping by!

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