I'll Carry You No More

I'll Carry You No More

A Poem by Jeremy Wyatt



Now the rain hammered down And the waters did rise

And the drunk at the Inn Looked his wife in the eyes

Then he looked at his boots Of soft leather so new

and he saw her strong back Then he chose what to do



"The river is deep and it's running in spate

I'll not get a dousing and I'll not be late

So you'll take me across woman just you alone

Or by God you will suffer when we both get home"


You're a cold-hearted b*****d without any charm

You've broken my heart like you once broke my arm

But I'll carry you out through the deep and the flood

Thought the water is almost as cold as your blood


So they walked to the banks of the river so fast

And he clung to her shoulders a man foul and vast

She strode forward with dignity into the flow

Stopped sharp took a breath singing as she let go


"You're cold-hearted b*****d your drunk breath on my neck

You've beaten me down to grey broken wreck

Now I'm stood in the river and I need a rest

So I'll stand here a while with both feet on your chest"


So he struggled a little and then he was still

While she sang with new freedom enjoying the thrill

 She knows if the magistrate says she must swing

She will still feel the freedom and still she will sing


"You're a cold -hearted b*****d without any charm

but I'll wear a smile now I've done you such harm

now you're dead in the river amongst the dark stones

and the trout and the weeds dance amongst your cold bones"



© 2011 Jeremy Wyatt


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Wonderful! This really made me smile - it's what - would like to do to my PFH (Partner from hell) - Thanks Jeremy.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Jeremy Wyatt

11 Years Ago

Hi Carlton, thanks for reading this poem. Lu and I perform this as a wee folk song she sings in broa.. read more
Ive been called worse yes your old friend Gonzo is a naughty hamster sometimes amigo dam good to see ya posting course i lose track of time as well its called a blackout yeah go figure

Anyways my amigo good dam write course any write with booze b******s and woman is good to me well brother remember life is what you make it and i choose to make mine a circus with a touch of sarcasim and insanity and covred in boobies cheers Wyatt and stay crazy Gonzo

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Jeremy Wyatt
Jeremy Wyatt

Don't know....nearest is somewhere...hmmmm, Dumfries and Galloway, United Kingdom



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A Welshman moved toScotland, writing since December 2010, in love with poetry and my special poet friends,who I am following here through loyalty and devotion!! more..

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