John DeBona Poems

The first rays of the morning sun illuminate the horizon,
life begins to stir.
Birds begin to chirp, and the moonflowers gently close.
Dew on the grass glistens as tiny droplets, and if you look at them right
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The moon is blazing, the engine is roaring.
A mile of dust is scattered behind.
Wheels are spinning in rage and fury.
This light is cutting through an endless sky.
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This is a story about a dog.
His name is Harry and I like him alot.
Now Harry is crazy, that's what the neighbors say.
He barks all night and keeps them awake.
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On the hill where blood runs cold,
Cry to God or lose your soul.
The wicked one sits
Lamenting his quest.
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Its amazing how the seasons change
Snow, to sun, to falling leaves.
Ever moving, never ceasing.
Time moves on, without a thought.
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Sabre pointed to the sky
Listen to the battle cry
Life or death
spilling blood
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The gambler had a losing hand
Lost his wife and lost his land
Through the canyons he must go
Jagged edge and death below
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Suddenly and out of nowhere
Thoughts draped in blackened robes
Lead me to the altar of bleeding faith
I carry the chalice with pall.
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Dreams of raging waters that carry me away.
People I love, left behind.
Train tracks race to nowhere.I cant get there fast enough.
Restless, senseless, wandering through crowded streets, alone.
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The anger that kills,
that destroys our will,
It tears out our heart
and keeps us apart.
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