Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Residue
















I embraced you with open arms
thought we had a good thing
but, you took  the best of me
left me alone crying in the dark

drifting away in a setting sun

shot me in the heart with a 45
bang, bang
bang, bang
an outlaw on the run
hot velvet gun..
residue on your hands

bleeding from the wound
you turned and walked away
like a dirty secret, there I lie
no acknowledgement of my pain
struggling for survival

don't worry, I'll be on the mend
bury the secrets in a shallow grave
haunting ghosts, bleeding veins
silent wails, scraping nails
searching midnight  trails

drifting away in a setting sun

shot me in the heart with a 45
bang, bang
bang, bang
an outlaw on the run
hot velvet gun..
residue on your hands

lost in the smoke filled haze
all the dreams I held close
disappear in shades of grey
close the curtains of my eyes
so, I may find a place to hide

while the blues softly play
in the backdrop of my mind
all that's left is a piece of pride
it only hurts when I cry
uttering a sigh into the wind

for the outlaw on the run
velvet revolver he did wield
soft and smooth, we did move
to the rhythm of a lover's high
surrendering , under  a moonlit sky

shot me in the heart with a 45
bang, bang
bang, bang
an outlaw on the run
hot velvet gun
residue on your hands

drifting away in a  setting sun


 Posted for dVerse 

33 comments:

  1. dang...painful way to go you know...bang bang..
    i can hear a bit of a song in this...velvet gun, now there is something you dont see every day...

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    1. Hi Brian,

      Velvet guns can hurt...thanks for reading..

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  2. Had to be a stinger
    Could have least just wing her
    But had to go all outlaw
    The cat would show the claw
    You know some use some as a stepping stone
    And find something better quickly changing their tone
    And off they go
    Rough at any show
    At least you have birdie
    Hmmm that may sound bad if not known it was a bird at your sea

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    1. Hi Pat and Cat,

      Interesting comment about people using
      others for stepping stones..that is true
      under many zoo's and leaves one feeling
      blue and used.

      Hope you and the cat are doing good as you
      always make me smile and smiles go miles..

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    2. Yep see it every day
      Keeping me single at my bay haha

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  3. I have felt like that before...

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  4. Out of painful times sometimes arise something better. But I know that doesn't help deal with the hurt feelings and devastation.................................

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    1. Mary,

      Thank you for the thoughtful comment.

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  5. Love the refraining verses ~ This reads like a love song gone awry & mad with the gun ~

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    1. Grace,

      I guess it started as a love song and then it somehow got twisted.

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  6. Melody - I had a song in my head and even a singer for it.. bang bang :-)

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    1. A song indeed..I have a singer in mind that would blow this song away. Hope you have a great day!

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  7. Reads very like a song, with the vidid and poignant directness - what a great title too. k. Karin/Manicddaily.wordpress.

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    1. Hi Karin thanks so much! I really wrote this as a song/lyrical poem.

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  8. Good morning, Trudessa... I hope this isn't something that recently played out in your Life... :o( Getting dumped and thrown to the curb is never fun.

    How are things in your world today?? :o)

    ~shoes~

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    1. Shoes,

      So nice to hear from you today. How is the hectic schedule going? You are a busy man always working. I miss our conversations always thought provoking.

      I am ok going through the motions of my life one day at a time. Thanks for asking.

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  9. The refrains made me want to set this to music. I like how you kept circling back to the sun and the shots. Very nice

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    1. Thank you for the comment. I can hear the music playing in my head.

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  10. Great job - very dramatic and if it isn't a song yet, make it one.

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    1. Thank you so much and welcome to my place.

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  11. Ouch. I really like how the refrain ramped up the pain.

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    1. Hi Victoria thanks for the comment.

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  12. "...it only hurts when I cry..."

    IT ONLY HURTS WHEN I CRY--or LAUGH.

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    1. Hi Steve

      True sometimes it hurts behind a smile.

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  13. "while the blues softly play
    in the backdrop of my mind
    all that's left is a piece of pride
    it only hurts when I cry
    uttering a sigh into the wind",

    I love that stanza, truedessa.

    Pamela

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    1. Thank you Pamela for the nice reply. Have a great day!

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  14. Great writing. The refrain is very effective.

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