Songs of love and death, Innocence and experience, Writ on water and leaves of grass, Sing the song […]
Rhymed
Thunderheads are gathering Every living thing under the skies Cast into darkness and shadow No one can escape; […]
You worship her as a Goddess Believing she can do no wrong As you tune your sinew strung […]
Out the door to the platform
Just waiting for a train
Tug down on my hat brim
To shield my eyes from the rain
No tears this time
I just can’t stay still
Nothing to tie me down,
Guess I’ve just had my fill
I’ve got souvenirs from places
I ain’t never been
Every year I confess
Even if I didn’t commit the sin
Disfigured by a clubfootedness of the heart No visible limp or gait No sign to alert parent or […]
John W. Leys 