Dark Night and Brighter Days: ''Reflections to Myself''
By Kent Berry
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OPASNO!
This little book may be hazardous to your mental, spiritual, and/or physical health. If the author's measure is any gauge than it will almost certainly be hazardous to your financial health. No portion of this book should be taken as any type of advice, legal or otherwise. This book is merely the out loud musings of a Southern Man* with a southern heart from a U.S. Southern State, at the early part of the 21st century. Any similarities of any individuals are accurately attributable to the fact that we are all human beings, at least in theory, and therefore we all share similar experiences. It is NOT my objective to be cute nor is my objective to convince you or win you, or flatter you, or anything to you. It IS my objective to express myself as clearly, as honestly, as precise as I am capable. For as three comes before 4or score and seven years ago, our forefathers hung their harps on the willows and cried for Babylon. And with quills like chisels carved on the snarling face of time these words: Hello . . . . I love you . . . . wont you tell me your name?
Kent Berry
Kent resides and works in Central Arkansas where he is more popularly known for his carnivorous culinary creations. He is the owner of The American Dream Inc. which does business as The Meat Shoppe in Gravel Ridge, Arkansas, and as Kent’s Downtown in Little Rock, Arkansas. Kent was born in Little Rock, Arkansas in 1961. He is the youngest of six children. He is the proud father of two fine sons, Tyler and Samuel. He missed the opportunity to know his daughter, Emma, for she was born still.
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Dark Night and Brighter Days - Kent Berry
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Contents
AN OLD MAN’S WINTER
EVENING
ARKANSAW
BAYOU METO
BIG BROTHER
BEAUTY
BIG
BITTERSWEET
CIVIL WAR SOLDIER
COLD NIGHT
COLD DARK RAIN
COLD
COMMUNICATION
COMMUNION
CORNBREAD
CURIOUS GROUP
DEAR MOM,
DICHOTOMY
DON’T KNOW WHY
FAIRY TALES
FAMILY
FEAST FOR A WEEK
FIRE AND ICE
FIRST MATE MESS
FORGIVENESS
FREUDIAN
FRIENDS
FRUIT
JESSE’S GIRL
GLIMPSES
I DON’T WANT
MY CHILDREN TO SEE
THE ROAD TAKEN
I REMEMBER
I RISE
I SAW JESUS TODAY
LAUNDRY
LAWYERLY
LITTLER
LOOK THE OTHER WAY
MAN AND MACHINE
MINDING HER OWN BUSINESS
MORNING DEW
MY DESIRE
MY MOJO
MY OBJECTIVE
MY TEMPER
NIGHTSCAPES
NOT RELIGIOUS, BUT
NOVEL OLD NOVEL
NUMBERS
ONE HUNDRED FORTY FOUR YEARS AGO
(4-15-2009)
PAYING TITHES
PIG-PEN
PUNKED
READING FACES
THE COUPLE
WAS IT ME?
STAR LIGHT, STAR BRIGHT
SHORE GOT THE BLUES
WELCOME TO THE USSA
SOMETIMES
SOS—SAME OLD SONG
STORM CLOUDS ON THE HORIZON
SWINGER OF TREES
THAT SLIPPERY HEART
THE AWAKENING
THE AZTEC
THE CARNIVORE
THE DAY I DIED
THE DIVORCE
THE EARLY WORM
THE ELEPHANT
THE FLOOD
THE LIVING PART
THE MOUSE
THE OAK TREE
THE ONLY THING IN COMMON
THE TRADE
THE TRIP
THIS VIEW
THESE TWO
DEEP ROOTED SHADE TREE
TOO MANY
TOO SIMILAR
WAS IT WRONG
WE TOO SHALL PASS
WHAT DO YOU DO?
WHAT FUN!
WHEN YOU LEAVE
WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?
WHY . . . ?
THE BLACKBERRIED LAWYER
PART II
ZOMBIES
WORKS
WOMEN
WHY NOT . . . ?"
WHERE DID IT GO?
WHEN PIGS FLY
VILLANOVA.
VEGAS
UPSIDE DOWN
TWILIGHT TRIMIGHT
TRAIN OF TOMORROW
TORN
TOO DAMN HAPPY
TO ERR IS HUMAN
THIS WORLD
THIS MESS THAT YOU MADE
THE TWO MARGARETS
THE TALL HOG
THE NOT YOU
THE NEXT TIME
THE MOSAIC
THE HEART.
THE HARDEST PART
THE FULL MOON.
THE FLAME
THE DOLLAR GENERAL
THE CITY
THE BEAST
THE ABYSS
SWEET SLEEP
SUNLIGHT
SUICIDE SLOWLY.
STRETCH
STORM
SOME JUNE NIGHT
SMOKIN’
SHE AND I
SEVEN YEAR DREAM
S/HE AND HE.
RUMORS
ROSES ARE DEAD.
RIBEYES
REMNANTS
PURPOSE
PUPPET
PUBLIC SERVICE
PRIZED TATTOOS
PRAYER FOR
PRESIDENT OBAMA
PLANE CRASH.
PERSPECTIVE
PERSPECTIVE
PARANORIA.
ON DATING
NOT THIS TIME
NIGHT DREAMS
NECESSITIES
MY SPECIALTY?
MY FRIEND.
MAYBE WE’RE WINNING!
MAY DAY, MAY DAY
MAX
LUCKY
LOVE IS MORPHINE
LOOKING AND SPINNING
LISTENING TO LOVE MUSIC
LIES
LAH-LAH LAND
KNOWLEDGE
KNOWING WHAT I HAVE KNOWN
JOUST
IT IS ENOUGH
ILLUSIONS
I WONDER.
I WONDER.
I WISH THAT I COULD CALL..
I THINK MY WORLD INTO EXISTENCE.
I HAVE BECOME
THE NOT ME
HOLE IN MY HEART
HEAVY.
HEALER.
HATE IT WHEN I HATE
GONE FOR GOOD.
GEMINI-PART II
FUNNY
FUNNY BONE
FORGIVE ME.
FDNH
FAIRY TALES
DON’T TOUCH ME THERE
DOCTOR
DECISIONS, DECISIONS
DEATH.
DARKNESS
DARK BLUE WIND
CHOICES.
CATCHING UP
BOB COX
BI-POLAR NATION.
BAD
AWAKENING TO SLEEP.
ART
ARLINGTON
AMENDMENT
ALL THAT MATTERED.
ALL SYSTEMS ARE GO . . . . ALMOST.
AIMING HIGH.
ACQUAINTED
A STORM II
A LOT OF TIMES
A LONG TIME
To my Mother Frances E. Berry, who taught me
the meaning of Unconditional Love
AN OLD MAN’S WINTER
EVENING
Snowflakes race in spiral lines
to gather on the laden pines
that humbly bow beneath the strain
of heavy snow and frozen rain.
Now and then a branch will break
beneath the uninvited weight
and is buried in a grave of snow
no one but I will ever know.
Though the path to Ison’s place
has for the moment been erased
I think that I shall always know
the way that is the best to go
with memories from so long ago.
There she lays, ole Ison’s pond
the one we used to gather on
where I’d bust my butt and bruise my head
and push and pull that wooden sled
that papa let us help him make
that time it snowed on Christmas day.
Faintly now I think I hear
the sound of children’s laughter near
and I become a child again
playing here with all my friends.
Over the hill comes a bundled bunch
I’m not real sure but I have a hunch
that’s old man Ison’s great grandkids
came home for Christmas like I did.
They came to play; I came to sleep
for now the snow is far too deep
and thoughts are heavy on me now
that make my wearied head to bow.
For soon I know they’ll carry me
with all my friends and family
down the isle and through the gate
to my plot at Aldersgate.
They’ll bid me bye; They’ll bid me well;
of after-life though; who can tell?
In the end I bend for fear I’ll be
A stone in the mist of stones
A name in a field of names
and who will ever know, but me?
kent
ARKANSAW
Arkansaw had a banjo.
He played it every night
we’d all listen to Arkansaw
and forget The War for a minute
some turned their heads to cry.
He never mentioned her by name
but he nursed a broken heart
called her names like darlin and sugar and honey
we could tell that she must of been something special
by the way he played and sang.
The War was a small thing for Arkansaw
he had bigger battles to fight
half the time he’d misplace his balls
or get his powder wet
but he wouldn’t part with that banjo
come hell or high water
he’d hold it above his head.
Ole Arkansaw had a banjo
he could pick it to a fair thee well
we all placed bets on what her name was
but Arkansaw wouldn’t tell.
BAYOU METO
Words are thoughts incarnate
ideas manifest
the liquid side of vapor
condensated into flesh.
Like the water that rest in the bayou
because the slope of the land is flat.
The water lays quiet and still and placid
and sometimes, I like to think, asleep.
But when the rain comes
and the water awakens and starts to run
sometimes the flow is swift
and the level rises up to the brim and then
over the bank.
Such running water everywhere
that one can hardly scoop it up
and most of it slips away.
And the water rises higher, up to the horses bridal
and hope begins to swell, that the horse too can swim.
But even a horse as good as he
can’t swim indefinitely
with me up high on him.
I get down to wade with him
and we walk gingerly through the murky water
he shakes his mane and gives a brisk snort
as if to complain or maybe explain
we’re both in this together.
The water slips down the bayou
and out to the river and down to the sea
and eventually up to the sky, even above the sky;
The firmament.
You can’t always see it there
but it’s there
waiting to return to me.
And when it returns
I like to turn my face upward
and open my mouth
and catch the remnants
that are lured to me.
Who could complain?
What mysteries explained!
The wonder and comfort,
recycled rain.
BIG BROTHER
Everyone needs a good poem
Who could disagree?
So the Bureau of Standards in Agreement
of what we all doth need.
Established a law; all by themselves.
The law