summer wages for summer pay

used to huck bags of
pick banjos until the
trench was dug
for footings
we would slam
skids 12 ‘ high
and pretend we were
body slamming our
to the mat, setting
them up
for the impending
leg drop.
we would take a nickel
pay raise
with a 6 pack
and flowers for our women
or flowers
for our mothers
we would
race car or truck
and drop 20 bucks
refill tank-
weekends we would
race horses down
gravel slopes
and cannonball into
quarry lakes


were summer heroes
movie goers
and actors
playing out our plot lines
until college
would decide
our fate
and tell us which way
to go

…………summer wages kept
and spent and
ready for fall………….

playing our banjo’s on round mouth notes
hucking our best quips
and testing our limits
could ever keep us


About Crazy Irishman

Touted as a working man's poet, Martin Durkin has been writing professionally for the last 12 years. He has appeared in over twenty anthologies across North America, including, "And left a place to stand on", a collection of poems and essays about the late great Al Purdy. Durkin has also published two collections of poetry, "Hypnotic Childhood", and "The Sound of Quish". Over the past 4 years, Durkin has been on hiatus for the most part but has recently come back to the poetry scene creating a poetry site called, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman

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