My Day Had Passed

Born white

seven years after draft age

just eight and King was killed

looked for footing

with Sandinistas — ERA

with IRA — Earth Day—


even communists

grew tired of communists

by when I could drive.


Already old

here is my day

revolution in the air

with or without

a basement


to each, in a generation,

there is a day


this is my day


and auto gun

for glory if

not for Jesus


this day

so long passed.


About anthonyuplandpoetwatkins born in Jackson, The United States August 04, 1959 gender male website genre Poetry, Historical Fiction influences James M. Lancaster, Brenda Black White, Gertrude Stein, William Carlos Williams, and Al Filreis member since March 2011 About this author edit data As one of the most public lives ever lived by a private citizen, there is little about me that isn't already available at Facebook or Shelfari and countless other places. Poet, writer, construction worker, salesman, truck driver, climber into the attics of total strangers, father and husband, and all around one of the luckiest men on the planet. My luck continued with a win in the June Goodreads Newsletter Contest! What an honor! http://anthonyuplandpoetwatkins.wordp... Additional Influences: Bob Dylan, William Faulkner, Barbara Kingsolver, Gloria Naylor, Eudora Welty
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4 Responses to My Day Had Passed

  1. You’re the one with the brains here. I’m watching for your posts.

  2. Kelli says:

    BION I’m imesrsped! Cool post!

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