Mountain Songs Poem by rich soos

Mountain Songs



the sun goes down
through tall dry weeds
poems cause rashes on
moonlit philosophers
pain exists near the edge
the pattern it's essence
music laughs at everything
the pattern it's essence
I've noticed most people
do not believe music
frame the absurdity
quietly study agony
we die day by day


from Garden Songs (1995)

Tuesday, November 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: laugh,mountain,music
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rich soos

rich soos

Passaic, NJ USA
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