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  • A Simple Man

    An’ there be I a suppin stout,
    be on me own, there nowt about.
    The heart ablaze in timbers shout
    an’ cold outside, a fool be out.

    A sat me stool, me pipe a lit
    as calm the babby at the tit.
    A suck, a sup, a little bit,
    content, be gad, where now I sit.

    The publican he out the back,
    a sortin’ bottles, stock an’ stack.
    A busy man, for comforts lack,
    someday afeared he’ll surly crack.

    I use to be like him afore,
    makin’ mullah, wantin’ more.
    An’ then one day I out the door,
    to hell with that, what wantin’ for?

    Sure what need I a simple man
    an’ happy here where sat I am.
    I’ll share me lot, a, thank-ye-ma’am,
    the beggar’s bowl, if flush, I can.

    If found me late in drunken stance,
    a maiden fair walks in by chance.
    I’ll proffer her a second glance,
    from whence, who knows, a grand romance.

    But as is now, I’m on me tod,
    I’ve done me bit, I’ve turned the sod.
    Come closin’ time to home I’ll trod
    an’ wake the morn, so help me God.


  • #2
    If I could "like" this 1000 times I would and more. The language is stunning.

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    • Tony Grannell
      Tony Grannell commented
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      Hello rhymetime, Most kind of you indeed and it is very much appreciated, truly. Regards, Tony.

  • #3
    Yes, you've really hit a bullseye here, Tony. A completely convincing blend of image and folkish dialect, that could be a song lyric from days of yore. Masterful.

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    • Tony Grannell
      Tony Grannell commented
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      Hello grant, I am delighted you enjoyed this one and the melody therein. Thank you very much. Regards, Tony.

  • #4
    Tony Grannell , this is one of those writes where you stop everything you're doing and sit in awestruck wonder. As Grant said, the imagery is astounding and the words flow like a good stout from the tap. Love, love, love!

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    • Tony Grannell
      Tony Grannell commented
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      Hello Bobby, Poetry on tap indeed, as I have often heard, there's poetry in porter. Most kind of you to respond and to do so with 'love, love, love', is so very much appreciated. Regards, Tony.

  • #5
    Outstanding.

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    • Tony Grannell
      Tony Grannell commented
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      Hello RhymeLovingWriter, That you found this one outstanding finds me in a most happy state of mind and for this, I do thank you so very much. Regards, Tony

  • #6
    Tony I feel like I have been to the pub. The next beer is on me

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    • Tony Grannell
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      Hello Parkinsonspoet, Very kind of you indeed, mine's a Guinness - chin-chin! Regards, Tony.

  • #7
    I enjoyed how your voice seemed to change throughout. I can very much relate!

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    • Tony Grannell
      Tony Grannell commented
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      Hello amenOra, Most kind of you to respond and it is very much appreciated. Regards, Tony.

  • #8
    This was a wonderful read! I love the language you used. It made the poem very intriguing

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    • Tony Grannell
      Tony Grannell commented
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      Hello LovesDaisies, Lovely response from you and I appreciate it very much. Regards, Tony.

  • #9
    Wonderful write Tony! I love it! I can imagine the sound!!! :-)

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    • Tony Grannell
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      Hello imrogue, If you can imagine, well, then you are there. Thank you very much. Regards, Tony.

    • imrogue
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      I should have said: I heard the sound!, 😉You took me there,
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