Monday, April 17, 2017

half my days

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half my days
are spent & paid 
in dopey squints
& distant grins

& all the ways
I’ve had to pay
for words I’ve said
in tears I shed

what have I done?
& am I done?

the sun streams in
it’s spring it swims
the birds built nests
inside my chest

& flowers turn
their heads & yearn
to show they care
it’s all right there

what can I say?
can they show me the way?

Oh, life
bring me the feeling of, slowly the healing 
of life
take off my shoes, walk in greens that were blues
oh soft
grass’s sweet time has come to sun say a rhyme & hum
hmm… hmm hmm hmm 

hey! ok. 
time is a slowly falling sprinkle of pain
& healing rain
& keeps on seeking me, shows me in dreams 
of you

sunlight & smiles
from a hundred new miles
I’ll travel in style, my radio on, 
who knows where the road
will lead me this time?

But the once bounce
of youth pounced
in a heart’s raging joy

breathless and coy

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