MPDisplay Poem: King On Main

King On Main
Though the glass I saw myself today
Standing on the corner of Hazard’s main
In the mist of slight lightening and rain
Though cloudy and grey as the day truly was
I still looked as a king smoking a Marlboro
Could it be for a moment in time I was ?
“A King !”
No it was only visions though mind
Just wishful thoughts, same place, different time
When I was free and life seemed easy
Like words from an old Seger tune
Which say
Sometimes even now when I feel alone and beat
I drift back in time and I find my feet
Down on main street
written by Floyd Jett 02-03-08
rewritten &and published 05-20-2010
Breathitt Advocate
Trials and Tribulation Column
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