by Paul Martin | Aug 21, 2022 | Poetry
Worker slaving on the job,Strike a coming, boss a slob,Should I stay or join the mob,Love me, love me. Collie lying in a bed,Wished he had a piece of bread,Better off if he was dead,Love me, love me. Unwed mother in a shack,Baby boy whose name is Mack,Trying hard to... 
by Paul Martin | Aug 21, 2022 | Poetry
When I was yet a young man,And full of zest and dare,I flew the fastest planes they had,Without a damn or care. The throttle of my little car,Was always on the floor,My home was just for parking,Of my hat upon the door. And when my country called me,Because they had a... 
by Paul Martin | Aug 21, 2022 | Poetry
There’s a busted-up ol’ dory thats a’resti’n by the pierWith the name of “maverick” fade’n on her bow,But there was a time I launched her at a place right close to hereAnd I wish to God that I could do it now. I’ve rolled her through a gentle surf, into a sea of... 
by Paul Martin | Aug 21, 2022 | Poetry
High upon a hillside bare,Without a thought, without a care,I started in to digging there,…all alone. I did not seek the hidden gold,Nor rubies in my hand to hold,Or diamonds which I could enfold…just a stone. One which only God had seen,Had touched, had felt, had... 
by Paul Martin | Aug 21, 2022 | Poetry
Give me the feel of a well built hull,Of a jib, a mast, and a sail,And give me the cry of a gray-winged gull,And give me the scream of a gale. Give me the feeling that drives some mad,From the fear that comes with the storm,And give me the lightening from God’s... 
by Paul Martin | Aug 21, 2022 | Poetry
Have you ever seen a sunrise that was made of purest gold?The kind the forty-niners used to pan?Have you ever seen a cloud like a cotton blankets fold,Kind of sprayed up at the edges like a fan? Have you ever watched the gulls come a wingin’ from the sea,Before the...