Shorty

Stood only five foot tall with their back against the wall could best them all

As an oak in a hurricane stands, arms steel bands, grip of a vice in their hands

Worked more than any one, from dawn to setting sun, then they'd only begun

Knee deep in bogs on their back hauling logs, meaner than any junkyard dogs

Could out curse any man tongue of a rusty tin can words the devil would ban

At cards could deal knew how to steal, cooked a chef's saucier meal

Sharp as a razor blade, called a spade a spade could swindle and trade

Could out think and with nary a blink, could any one out smoke or drink 

Hard as nails soft as down, sometimes acted the clown, never sported a frown

Grew up wild, with heart tender, nature mild, so gentle with any child 

Body and face of Aphrodite, wearing her silk nighty, how I miss her god almighty

Author's Note

Aphrodite Greek goddess of love, enchanting beauty and desire

Reviews

[MCS]

Powerful yet tender read. I can only hope to be described in such terms. Well done my friend!

[Soren]

Thank you so much for the read and most kind words of encouragement they are appreciated

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I wish I could miss someone like the speaker of this poem.
But I don't know a woman quite like this.
This is very expressive...a forlorn love poem, powerful in its beautiful and at times rough imagery.
A combination just like the woman in this poem is.
j.

[Soren]

Thank you so much Jacob for the read and kind words of support. Yes I did know this woman quite well and there is not much exaggeration just a little poetic license in this poem. Once in a life time we get the privilege to know someone like this they are as scarce as hen's teeth

[John the Baptist]

Sounds like one who died before their time. Also sounds like one who may have encouraged the clock.

[Soren]

Thank you John I was always told that when you ride a bull you hold on for all your worth and if you can stay on for eight seconds you get a score. I stayed on for seven. Appreciate the read and comment as always