Transparent Words - Poetry

 

Gary Blankenship

 

Song of Myself #17 - Gate-Keeper

Song of Myself #18 - Teamster

 

 

Song of Myself #17 – Gate-Keeper

 

 

17.  the gate-keeper marks who pass

 

I’ve seen them all go by

from the mighty to the lowly

 

Grandmother with her last living kin

as they struggle to survive the Trail of Tears

 

lone trapper lost in a blizzard

 

runaway following the Ladle north

and a procession of  chained property

headed to rice marshes and yellow fever

 

bride’s impatient walk down the aisle

and mother’s to her first job

left for a trophy wife

 

the 54th Massachusetts proudly

lead by Colonel Robert Shaw

 

Forrester’s hooded riders

 

Lincoln’s last train draped in black

Kennedy’s after

 

child escorted to the bus for the first day school

and defeated father’s shuffle toward the soup kitchen

 

the Grand Army on the march

and the Bonus Army routed by MacArthur

 

I’ve seen them all pass

but few stop and plead entry

the gates tarnished for eons

hinges rusty

plating nearly gone

 

 

 

Song of myself #18  - Teamster

 

18.  The young fellow drives the express-wagon

 

a weight of Beecher’s Bibles

hid under mercantile merchandise

 

a load of barbed wire

destined for a range war

 

calico for the housewife

gingham for the schoolmarm

taffeta for Storyville

 

I’m eager to deliver each consignment –

the carpenter’s daughter will not wait for me

the spinning-girl will accept another

the farmer will not be on the road long

 

the graybeard who ogled me this morning

will be impatient

to tell me that he loves me

 

before his pen dries

 

 

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