I
starve my soul to find my bones in time
inside
my desires
my
skin tight pleasures
is
all my temporary blindness
while
what I seek
goes
deep and burrows
into
the marrow
maybe
tomorrow does know
and
is only waiting for today
to
sing the key to the cage
hidden
in the lair
of
clouds and sky
and
the grow rapture
vining
the surprised why
of
feeling something
when
someone actually smiles
back
at me at a stoplight
music
playing
and
my head bobbing
to the lifting rhythms
and
I am into the far away
flight
it often sends me on
but
here this person turns
and
smiles back
a
woman in a pick-up truck
window
rolled down
I
might have been
a
clown to her too
but
who knew that a smile
could've
gotten through
to
tell me despite
the
reign of insanity
masquerading
as principled morality
there
might be a Love
inside
all of us
that
just needs the right key
as
if every one of us
has
a song carved
to
an innate melody
of
what life means
when
we let go of everything
just
to be an empty vessel
waiting
to be filled
EJR
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As posted on FaceBook! "I like this poet. He follows the way my mind might easily surf around my feelings! You will only like him if your mind drives from the right!"
ReplyDeleteLove this one Edward, but as I always say, there aren't many of your poems that I dont love x
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