Fortunes Fly Poem by Buddy Bee Anthony

not unlike you
I wanna be free
Won't you
show me the deal
In the Big Time.
If you don't have somethin'
better to do
I want more than a license to play
your fool
Spin your fortune's wheel
not live as a motherless child, .
taste, touch, and feel.
Can I borrow a little more of your big time
to heal.
Break into
An easy rhyme,
in the big time
Spin the big wheel.
Show me what's real.
Hit the back roads on,
a Greyhound Bus,
Hook up
with an experienced road partner
to watch my back..
live near the beaten trail
by the railroad tracks


float our living message
in a bottle out to Sea
whoever reads the parchment

will find a treasured elegy
of how we lived and died
And how we let our fortunes fly.

Buddy Bee Anthony

07/21/2024 @ 8: 49 PM Pacific Time