Thank Gd for my freedom
Thank Gd for my soul
Thank Gd for this moment
and the muse that
makes me whole
Thank Gd for the
wondrous wrapped up
wrinkle in the bowl
Of tomorrows medley soup thing
breaking bread
and salty fowl
Thank Gd for the memories
Memories cannot
hold me deep
Be king rivers
dare to keep
silent whispers
in the deep
creep-like sleep
the parakeet
that cannot speak
a beat
like miep
with secrets
now to
keep
Thank Gd
I am
lonely
Lonely arms
in
to the
night
Gd alone has
given me
the hunger
that I
fight
And as i
ride the
river
weighing paths of
wrong and
right
I wonder
in your
freedom
have you ever
thought to
fight
or did the
moments
bleed some
and
send you
into
fright
Did you want more
than you read
come and
show me
what to
write
i cannot move
the pen
but for
the
music
taking
flight
Today was some
thing
dreadful
Today was
some
thing
real
So why
can't I
break free off
all the
sadness
that I
feel
If I
succumb
to
sorrow
and
acknowledge
its ap
peal
I doom my
self to
know
ledge
and the
pain of its
re
veal
I doom my
self as
call
ledge
dooms it
self
and yet con
seals
The child life
around me,
it isn't an i'd
deal
I alone have
problems,
and a parent's
movie
reel
But that's not true for
problems
that
require you to
feel
The marriage now
is
over
The mare
ridge now is
dead
the marriage of de
nial
draping on our
mare
ridge
bed
The mare
ridge ends in
try ale
and the
sea crits that we
said
Despite the
ticking di
al
that your
turning
fingers
led
Until you
did it
once
too much
and
vanished
in your
stead
It's over now for
ever
over now and
i am
fine
I'm not
fine
but that is
fine
for the
fine
can never
shine
The light of some
one's
sorrow
as she
drowns her
woes in
wine
And in so
doing
morrow
leaves a
trail of
pain
behind
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