Posts Tagged Bunk Stringer
I Stood In the Doorway
January 24, 2014 at 8:33 am · Filed under Mostly true, Poems, Sometimes it just hurts, the good old days ·Tagged Bunk Stringer, grandpa, last visit, love, luther benjamin stringer, pa stringer, poetry, stroyteller
One Hell of a Ride
August 10, 2013 at 9:23 pm · Filed under Family, Good stuff, Mostly true, Poems, the good old days ·Tagged Bunk Stringer, Charles L. Mashburn, family, hero, http://dversepoets.com/, Jewel stringer, luther benjamin stringer, one hell of a ride, poetry, writer
“Pa”, that’s what we called him, Luther “Bunk” Stringer, was a wonderful grandpa. His life, in my opinion, was one of historic note, and his story deserves to be told and remembered. He was by far the best man I ever knew and he was my hero. If I am one day considered to be even half the man Bunk Stringer was, I, too, will have had one hell of a ride.
One Hell of a Ride
Come over here and sit for a spell
Lend an ear, I’ll give it a bend
I’ve been known to tell a tale or two
Of things that were, or might have been
With words I’ll paint a picture of days
When I was young and I was lean
Of days I sat tall in the saddle
Long ago when just a teen
I’ll tell of the time I met a girl
Who made me blush and act the fool
The most beautiful girl in Texas
Was no mistake they called her Jewel
I’ll tell you about the sunlit days
Out on the north Texas plains
Where I chased the steers that wandered
‘cross the hot mesquite filled range
I’ll tell of how I sat atop my mount
On a hill as I pondered and dreamed
Dreams of what lay beyond the hills
Far places I’d never been
I’ll tell you ‘bout some of those places
For a bit of traveling I have done
Oh, I wandered from ocean to ocean
In pursuit of that brighter sun
But all roads lead me back here
Now I’ve lost the lust to roam
And so you find me here on this porch
In Texas, my home sweet home
No, I don’t have much to show
For the eighty some years I’ve lived
For I lived hard and I loved hard
I gave this world all I had to give
But cry not when you look upon
The few things I leave behind
My life was full of love and laughter
And I had one hell of a ride
Copyright © 1996 C. Mashburn
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Just One Rose
August 4, 2012 at 5:40 pm · Filed under Poems, Sometimes it just hurts ·Tagged author, Bunk Stringer, Charles L. Mashburn, grandpa, http://dversepoets.com/2012/08/04/poetics-history-herstory-time-machines/, just one rose, love, luther benjamin stringer, pa stringer, poetry, writer
For the Poetics feature today at dVerse Poets Pub, Brian has requested poems about history. I love history, and I can think of many famous men worthy of a poem, but none had the impact on me that the one the following poem was written for. When my beloved grandpa passed on I was unable to attend the funeral, and so I sent a vase with one rose in it and this poem. One of the family framed the poem and set it beside the rose; both were next to him during the service. I hope you enjoy the poem. Read the rest of this entry »
Panhandle Wind
June 14, 2012 at 3:07 pm · Filed under Family, Good stuff, Mostly true, Poems, the good old days ·Tagged baseball, Bunk Stringer, Charles L. Mashburn, http://dversepoets.com/2012/06/14/formforall-triversen-an-attempt-to-define-the-modern/, poetry, texas panhandle, wind, windy, writer
Funny how things work out; I wrote a rough draft of this poem a couple days ago, while commenting on a fellow Texas poet’s poem. Then, here she is, Ms. Gay Reiser Cannon, hosting dVerse Poets Pub’s FormForAll, and daring us to do some “Triversen”, or some such. Mine probably fits the some such category, but I think y’all will enjoy it. Read the rest of this entry »
One Hell of a Ride
February 16, 2012 at 5:16 pm · Filed under Family, Good stuff, Mostly true, Poems, the good old days ·Tagged Bunk Stringer, Charles L. Mashburn, family, hero, http://dversepoets.com/, Jewel stringer, luther benjamin stringer, one hell of a ride, poetry, writer
Victoria Slotto is hosting a feature for dVerse Poets tonight entitled Meeting the Bar: Heroes and Heroines, and asks us to consider writing a poem in praise of a present-day hero, someone who has made a difference in our own life, or in our own times. I cannot pass up the chance to submit one of my all time favorite poems about my grandpa, Luther “Bunk” Stringer, whose life, in my opinion, was one of historic note, and whose story deserves to be told and remembered. He was the best man I ever knew–by far–and he was my hero. If I am one day considered to be even half the man Bunk Stringer was, I, too, will have had one hell of a ride.
I wrote the following poem shortly after my grandpa’s passing, and it is to his memory I post it once more: Read the rest of this entry »
One Hell of a Ride
August 8, 2011 at 5:34 am · Filed under Family, Good stuff, Mostly true, Poems, the good old days ·Tagged author, Bunk Stringer, Charles L. Mashburn, encouragement, family, good old days, hero, http://bluebellbooks.blogspot.com/2011/05/short-story-slam-week-2.html, Jewel stringer, john wayne, laughter, love, luther benjamin stringer, old man, one hell of a ride, poetry, story, tall in the saddle, writer
This week the prompt for Jingle Poetry’s Poetry Potluck #47 is “history and stories”. This poem is a brief synopsis of the life of my grandpa, Luther “Bunk” Stringer, whose life, in my opinion, was one of historic note, and whose story deserves to be told and remembered. He was the best man I ever knew–by far–and he was my hero. If I am one day considered to be even half the man Bunk Stringer was, I, too, will have had one hell of a ride.
I wrote the following poem shortly after my grandpa’s passing, and it is to his memory I post it now: Read the rest of this entry »
Just One Rose
June 21, 2011 at 1:15 pm · Filed under Poems, Sometimes it just hurts ·Tagged author, Bunk Stringer, Charles L. Mashburn, grandpa, just one rose, love, luther benjamin stringer, pa stringer, poetry, story, writer
I know I said it was all grade school Tuesday, but I’ve been waiting for a chance to put this one on Poetry Potluck, and just realized this is the perfect opportunity. One of the themes this week is “sorrow”, and this was written in one of my times of deepest sorrow. My beloved grandpa, had passed on, and unable to attend the funeral, I sent a vase with one rose in it and this poem. One of the family framed the poem and set it beside the rose; both were next to him during the service. I hope you enjoy the poem. Read the rest of this entry »
One Hell of a Ride
May 28, 2011 at 6:06 am · Filed under Family, Good stuff, Mostly true, Poems, the good old days ·Tagged author, Bunk Stringer, Charles L. Mashburn, encouragement, family, good old days, hero, http://bluebellbooks.blogspot.com/2011/05/short-story-slam-week-2.html, Jewel stringer, john wayne, laughter, love, luther benjamin stringer, old man, one hell of a ride, poetry, story, tall in the saddle, writer
A site where I’ve been posting some of my poems is having a contest wherein you are to write a short story or poem about this picture of John Wayne. John Wayne was one of my heros, because he was always the good guy, and he wanted things to be fair. I didn’t know John Wayne; I didn’t even know much about him, other than the characters he portrayed in movies, but I think he was a good man.
A man I did know, and a man who was my real-life John Wayne, was my grandpa, Luther “Bunk” Stringer. He was the best man I ever knew–by far–and he was my hero. If I was half the man Bunk Stringer was, I could sit tall in the saddle.