The Friday poem: “My Father’s Waistcoats”, by Sam Hunt

New verse by  Kaipara poet Sam Hunt.

 

My father’s waistcoats

 

My father’s waistcoats

never had pockets.

 

It was years later

someone explained

 

a good lawyer in court

didn’t need notes…

 

I never went with the law

like my father would have liked.

 

But I got to swing juries –

like he said – swinging the lead.

 

I never rode into town

like I’d like to have done.

 

But I carry a gun

in my head.

 

Salt River Songs (Potton & Burton, $24.99) by Sam Hunt is available at Unity Books.


 

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