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CellarDweller:
A City Boy's Mentality, With a Cowboy's Soul
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a city boy's mentality
and a cowboy's soul
and where do I go
when I want to feel "whole"
the city's my home
where I was born and bred
the sights and the sounds
are all up in my head
but the mountains and crisp air
they can bring me peace
I would go there in a heartbeat
when I need the noise to cease
the sounds of a club
where I could dance all night
the smell of the food
that I cooked by firelight
the crowded stores
that use sales to tease
the rustle of leaves
from a cool autumn breeze
a New Jersey breakfast
that's second to none
the Colorado mountians
under the midday sun
both settings do suit me
I guess that is my role
to have a city boy's mentality
and a cowboy's soul
Shakesthecoffecan:
I like your poems Chuck, I can identify with the conflict between the city and the country.
loneleeb3:
--- Quote from: CellarDweller on February 18, 2008, 12:23:55 am ---
A City Boy's Mentality, With a Cowboy's Soul
------------------------------------------------
a city boy's mentality
and a cowboy's soul
and where do I go
when I want to feel "whole"
the city's my home
where I was born and bred
the sights and the sounds
are all up in my head
but the mountains and crisp air
they can bring me peace
I would go there in a heartbeat
when I need the noise to cease
the sounds of a club
where I could dance all night
the smell of the food
that I cooked by firelight
the crowded stores
that use sales to tease
the rustle of leaves
from a cool autumn breeze
a New Jersey breakfast
that's second to none
the Colorado mountians
under the midday sun
both settings do suit me
I guess that is my role
to have a city boy's mentality
and a cowboy's soul
--- End quote ---
Awesome Chuck!
I love the pic too!
Beautiful poem!
CellarDweller:
why thank ya kindly, Big Bro!
CellarDweller:
The Full Plate
A familiar feeling, that I've come to hate
realizing I have, too much on my plate
I want some peace, I need some rest
I want to be away, that would be the best
but instead what I have, in my cluttered life
are unwanted situations, causing me strife
giving me trouble, and causing much tension
these outside forces, all calling for my attention
affecting my heath, affecting my mind
affecting my moods, putting me in a bind
I refuse to give in, and let it all get to me
and once again I find out, just how strong I can be
I'm not one to give up, and so now I must fight
right now things are dark, at tunnel's end, there is light
and when it's all settled, a new "normal" is in place
that I will adjust to, in my personal space
I will sail through, all this storm, and this din
rest for the weary will be found, and I'll breathe again
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