Honor Among Thieves: Selected Poems

By Joey Ingram

This book includes poems from 2012-2016. This book contains several elements known to Ingram’s writing whether it is free verse, rhyming, dramatic, narrative or amusing. He can strike the match when given the opportunity.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu Publishing Services
• Release date: Jul 18, 2018
• ISBN: 9781483477923

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Lulu Publishing Services rev. date: 12/6/2017

For my wife,

The beacon of light

Also, for Mom, Dad, Summer and Shelby,Uncle Matt and his family, Mark and his family, family members that have passed on and that continue to punch the ticket of everlasting inspiration.

For my wife’s family, I know, I know, I have a dry sense of humor, it’s too late.

For Paul, Spiritual and Fitness Guru and Marilyn always wondering when will these guys shut up!

For Hunter Jackson, our unborn child. You will soon be here. Everything will be in its right place.

For our cat Wilson Dylan aka Tiger aka That needs to go in the litter box buddy, It’s a cat’s world!

DUNGEONS

sweet little victories

assuming decadence

foolish tidal waves

and now she lets you in

while the milk has gone warm

while acts of terror are committed

as you look at me

as if all the cake is yours

you fool

I know dungeons that scream volumes of atrocities

THE STORM

a storm opens up

the future shits feathers

on a night when our affair

is brought under pleading light

I bid my love a quick recess

meanwhile knives thrown at me

meanwhile I mold the truth

into a fine believable art form

the storm gets violent

knocking out power and flooding roads

there is a crack in the infrastructure

and debt being sewn into our eyeballs

where lust once was just candy

SCATTERED LEAVES

I employ a certain language

It necessarily doesn’t come from the heart

As it mirrors my condition

However peculiar or dire it may be

the frozen rivers unexplored

and the dead trees

which hang like retired romances

from the time I knew you

as a central brain trust

we walk home now

and speak gallantly of our terrible heartaches

might we stand apart someday

like that old man once decorated

of futuristic cosmic love now stands

as scattered leaves

LOVE

As easy as love begins

it ends ugly

love is a broken down car on the side of the road

love is a lone wolf howling the wee hours of the a.m.

love is