francis e.rudy (09/14/49 / chicago, il. u.s.a)
Biography of francis e.rudy
francis e.rudy Poems
A Good Day
No letters, no calls No one at the door No lovers anymore
From Hell To Heaven
I have a story to tell from my private hell
If Anyone's Got A Line, I Could Sure Use...
Here, as everywhere it's true.
Why Do I Write Such Silly Stuff?
the wind blows my window i'ts near time to go across the cold alley way
in love again, what good am i, if i can't see for the stars in my eyes already, i'm becoming metamorphic
What Do I Need To Do
Am i the only one who disagrees with you Am i truely dumb
Life After Dark
I'm running out of paper and i still have so much to say i'm running round with myself
the morning came knocking earlier than usaul today couldn't wait to
When the pain of body or soul torments me so.
There's More To Love Than Sanity!
I live on the edges of sanity. My desk's a cluttered mess!
I'M Goin Somewhere.
I'm going somewhere i never been
I Remember You
Yes wev'e met before I remember not when.
We all want what God, in his heaven has. Do you not want the power to make a flower grow?
Today i saw a grown man cry, heard a child tell a lie'
A Good Day
No letters, no calls
No one at the door
No lovers anymore
In love by myself,
Like some book on the shelf!
Some day i'll get it right
May look like i'm moving,
But i'm standing tight