I Pound Upon the Rock

By Damnable

“I Pound Upon The Rock” is composed of poems about Love, Animals and The Earth. He writes about loved ones and being in love.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Oct 31, 2022
• ISBN: 9781669854074

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Copyright © 2022 by DAmnable.

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Rev. date: 10/29/2022

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CONTENTS

I Pound Upon the Rock

Iamapoet

Copperhead

US Highway 287

Old School

Ouachita

Hello 2021

Something In The Way You’re Smiling

Texas Freezing

Hick

Deborah

Boys

Three Trees in a Field

On This Day I Pledge My Love

Little Shards of Glass

Hummingbird

When Love is Young and Free

My Own Way

We May Never Pass This Way Again

Souls Of My Shoes Through Time; A Journey For An Eternity.

Angiel Bride

Angiel Bride

Breakdown 2006

#1 Her Folly

Have I Ever Crossed Your Mind

Freedom

Woodchuck

Oilman

Sandstone

Love Me When I’m Done

Ode To A Commode

Back In Time

Birthday Wishes

I Lie

If They Only Knew

Roses and Stone

She Does Me Like, I Like It

Time Keeps Marchin’ On ...

JoEllen

Staycation

Mom

A PetroGeo

Getin’ Older

My Elevation

Forever

Auto Damage Appraiser

I Love This Earth

I Walk With You

Wildcatter

Dreamin’

Lower Pennsylvanian Sands

Home

Hoping For The Arms I Long For

Map Dot City

Holding On

Touch Me if You Will

Caught On

Coming Home

My Thanksgiving

I Won’t Think Of You

A Christmas Time of Year

Pittsburgh

Another Day of Wandering

Walkin’ Them Roads

She Can’t Take Whiskey

It’s Summertime

Coal Train

When I Lay You Down

Yesterday

Coming Down the Tracks

Duel Red Roses

My Street

The Hunter’s Day

Running Down a Track

Love Me

I Did Not Come Your Way

Texas

I POUND UPON THE ROCK

I pound upon the rock and it gives way to me,

It rests within my hand, then I take a look to see.

A beautiful quartz arenite from an ancient beach,

It is hard to believe it was almost out of reach.

IAMAPOET

I think for days and write for a time,

To make it all work out in a really smart rhyme.

It really is true you know; I am a poet.

Surely, if no one else cares or I don’t show a bit,

I most certainly know, that I know it.

COPPERHEAD

Sneaking thru the woods,

Heading for a stream,

Watch out where I stood,

Wrecking all of my dreams.

Shivers in my mind,

I know you’re out there still.

Your copper and tan I find,

As you threaten me to kill.

Sunning yourself on a path,

On this ghastly day at noon.

I fear your frightening wrath,

For I shall be going out soon.

I pray you’ve gone your way,

As I know I could cross you.

I fret that maybe I should stay,

Awe, what should I do?

US HIGHWAY 287

Riding along on US highway 287,

You know it’s nice, but it is no, almost heaven.

It is like a lifeline in the prairie you know,

So, up at four-thirty and off I go.

Throughout the metroplex and into the prairie,

There is no light from the day and I am still weary.

No traffic to worry me or slow me down,

Heading from Denton to Decatur, as I go around.

I am not finished and there is a long way to travel,

My life has been long as I’ve eaten up so much Texas gravel.

Along thru Alvord and heading toward Bowie,

Thank God my road is clear and not snowy.

One hundred and fifty miles may seem like a long way,

But I have to do, what I can do, to bring home the pay.

Henriette is off to the right as I go blowing by,

Twenty more miles to Wichita Falls; do or die.

Riding into town with a handful of claims to adjust,

The falls are up ahead and you know they’re a must.

It’s been a long way to endure and