I Forgot My Pants

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Xlibris Corporation, Aug 2, 2011 - Poetry - 65 pages
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THIS BOOK, I FORGOT MY PANTS IS A COLLECTION OF POEMS COLLECTED OVER TIME FROM MY LIFE INSPIRED BY MY WIFE ANNETTA AND BY VARIOUS OTHER SOURCES THROUGHOUT MY LIFE. THIS BOOK HAS A WIDE RANGE OF POETRY STRETCHING THOUGH MANY SUBJECTS. THIS BOOK HARKENS BACK TO THE OLD STYLE OF POETRY, WHEN POETRY WAS ABOUT RHYMING, YOU WILL NOT FIND PROSE HERE. IT HAS BEEN ENJOYABLE COMPILING THIS POETRY AND I HOPE THAT IT IS AS ENJOYABLE IN THE READING.
 

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Cute, whimsical, ALL CAPS. Donald Batey provides poems in this collection that have an immediate appeal, countered by the unfortunate choice of using ALL CAPS. Great for a moment's amusement, but I would not recommend this book for an extended reading.

Contents

Inspiration
7
Acknowledgement
9
I Forgot My Pants
11
Billy The Kidd
12
Here In Tennessee
13
Flowers
14
The Fighter
16
Waiting On Her
17
TIGERS TIMES
38
Erstwhile Wife
39
The Pantry Has A Shortness
40
Garlic Festival
41
Kidney
43
Joans Life
44
Despicable Me
45
A Homeless Dream
46

DANCING WITH ANGELS
18
TRAIN TO QUEENS
19
The Defeated
20
Insects
21
An Exit
22
TERROR FROM MY BED
23
Homeless
24
A Cats Life
25
Airplane Crash
26
Robbery
27
A Remembered Lady
28
Just Inside The Law
29
A Former Jock
30
A Gift
31
Death Comes A Calling
32
Caught In A Tree
33
Morning On The Street
34
Prejudice
35
Myself In The Mirror
36
A Woman Spurned
37
The Event
48
My Friend
49
My Lady Of The Word
50
A Single Fatality
51
Chosen Vessels
52
Teddy
53
The Denial
54
Aids
55
Sugar
56
Good CopBad Cop
57
Care For The Elderly
58
Cooking Up Desire
59
Strange Things
60
The Falls
61
Patrol Lady
62
Starting Gate
63
That Final Yard
64
REMEMBERING
65
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DONALD BATEY, THE AUTHOR OF THIS BOOK.  BORN TO AN UNEDUCATED, POOR FAMILY.  BEFORE AND AFTER SCHOOL WORKING IN THE FIELDS DOING IRRIGATION WORK.  MARRIED THREE TIMES, DIVORCE THE FIRST TIME, DEATH THE SECOND AND BLESSED  ENOUGH TO MEET THE WOMAN OF MY DREAMS THE THIRD TIME AROUND.  WORKING IN VARIOUS JOBS AS I TRAVELED THROUGH ADULTHOOD, AND FINDING LITTLE SATISFACTION THROUGH THE PROCESS.  ALTHOUGH I DABBLED IN POETRY IN MY TWENTIES, IT WAS NOT AT THAT TIME ANYTHING THAT I CONSIDERED A CAREER.  NOW IN MY LATE FIFTIES I HAVE DISCOVERED THAT POETRY WAS WHAT I SHOULD HAVE DEVOTED MORE TIME WITH AND FINDING IT WORTHY OF SHARING WITH OTHER PEOPLE.

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