Picking a shovel-banjo

Picking a banjo
wishing
it
were a guitar
picking
at rocks
with
a shovel
song in
mind
the round mouth digging in
and the chords push
through the fingers
of blisters
needing the strings
of a guitar.
at night
winding out an evening
with beer
trading the banjo shovel
leaving a pen
on the
kitchen table
strumming a verse
picking out
the rocks
in the hole i dig
for
myself
with a guitar
that
wants to save
me………

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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 crazyirishman.wordpress.com, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on https://www.facebook.com/crazyirishmanpoetry where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman

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