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blood of the boatman (jimmy hill)
i was a devilish boatman
kicking overboard the soup can
stalked between the cattails
never sought the big whales
my mistress tadpole, i have drowned
funeral home laid above ground
perfume dreams of the open sea
shallow water is where you’ll burry me
a pole to push, release the murk
snag to cause a sudden jerk
so i wade in endless marsh
past is fact, future harsh
a spirit grant to quell the fight
songs to fill the silent night
years on water, my olnly roads
overturned, my chest explodes
inland river flowing slow
i did not choose to stay or go
wish to pledge in my final breath
seed be planted after death
daughter, son, widowed wife
i’ve now gone under, go live your life
my x wife’s father was an air boat pilot
in the florida everglades in the 1970-80s
doing tours and entertaining
his boat flipped over during an event
he drowned leaving his wife sharon
and two young children, nicole and james jr.
widowed and fatherless
he was more than half cherokee
and i am proud that he is part of my childrens heritage
as i am part mohican
the waters of the people that are never still
i married nicole in 1995 and have two beautiful grown chidren
reed and kieran
james jr. Comitted suicide in 2007 leaving five children
this is dedicated to all that have the blood of the boatman
rds
the second
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