Walking down the highway Between midnight and the day Not knowing where to go Not knowing what to […]
Author: John W. Leys
I’ve seen this movie before and never liked the ending. So why would I sit through it again? […]
A faded velvet sky Melts into a deeper blue, A lukewarm breeze Brings a memory into view: Marching […]
“All these people that you mention Yes, I know them, they’re quite lame I had to rearrange their […]
Can anyone out in the hallway hear me? Skrit-Scratching on the walls, Floor to ceiling pencil poems In […]
When they said farewell Their eyes were dry. Silently they fought the tears They’d promised not to cry. […]
Kneeling on the riverbank Where the sand turns to mud Droplets of saltwater Mingle with the fresh. Led […]
As you can see by the date, this one was written almost 24 years ago. Unlike some of […]
Crossroads Revisited For Robert Johnson and Eric Clapton Following that time worn trail Crawling on my hands and […]
I can’t see or feel you You’ve fallen from my touch I can’t see or feel you And […]
John W. Leys 