Roy Davenport

Late upon one stormy night when no heavenly stars could be seen,
A lonely rider on a broken mare crossed over a border stream.
His back was bowed, and fatigue it showed, on every part of his frame.
But he struggled fast, through a howling blast, not even God could tame.
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“You fought all the way Johnny Reb, Johnny Reb.
You fought all the way Johnny Reb.”

The music faded as the last notes floated across the room.
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The Little Man Who Wasn’t There

Last night before I went to sleep
I heard a noise, a creepy squeak.
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Most of the Time
Most of the time I'm in such a rush that I barely have time to think
about the important things that fill my life but then are gone in a blink.
Most of the time I rush through meals barely speaking to those I love.
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When A Ghoul Comes Knocking!

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I staggered, weak and weary,
To my door, someone was knocking, made my throbbing head start rocking.
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He sat, pensive, pen in hand,
in his own private world where words ruled.
Writing was where he went
to escape the realities around him
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I met Eddie on a cold, wet December morning in 2005.
He was sitting on a bench in a public park feeding the birds.
Lying beside him was an old beat-up Gibson guitar.
It was hard to tell who looked more worn, Eddie or the guitar.
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The old house sat at the top of a hill
Alone and forgotten, quiet and still.
No one had lived in the place for years
Where joy once thrived, now only lived fear.
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In a little while
Today will be tonight
There will be darkness
Where before there was light.
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D-Day
On the 6th of June Nineteen forty four
A mighty force gathered on distant shore
Six thousand ships filled with brave men
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He wore it faithfully for over sixty years,
A gift from his first small flock…tick tock,
To show their love for this man of God
Who had shared the Good News, tick tock.
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Most children have pets like big dogs or small cats
But HaHa pets are different, like Bumblebees or Gnats
Some HaHas have beetles with green stripes, or red
Maybe even an earthworm named Harry or Fred.
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From its’ outward appearance you would guess
That his old Bible had outlived its’ usefulness.
The pages, cracked and yellowed, were brittle
Like winter leaves dancing to an icy fiddle.
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To Be or Not To Be Jolly

The streets are beginning to show off
their flashy red and green duds,
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Life was interrupted in April by a call that we all must heed one day.
Despite countless brushes with eternity, we couldn't believe he was gone,
or perhaps it was just that you can never prepare for that kind of loss.
So now we count days since he left us and shred the occasional tear,
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This morning as I shaved, I saw a stranger in my mirror.
Not the young man my mind told me should be there,
But someone a lot like my father staring back at me.
Brown hair had been replaced with gray that began
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The Aura
Was it my imagination or just a trick of the light?
For if I glanced slightly to the left or a bit to the right
a shimmering glow, that slowly changed its’ hue,
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Old Bumpus HaHa who lived alone in HaHaville
Drove an old horse and buggy each day to the mill.
He was a miserly old HaHa who saved every cent
And was known to the HaHa’s as an old skinflint.
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