Write me a poem
Write me a lyric
Write me a song
that my soul might sing
...
On the edge of the water
Worrying more than ought to
river reflects back up at me
the water is cool and calm
...
an angel's face
sat before me
was busy
forgot it was there
...
glossy covers
inlaid slides
affording honor
and respect
...
Sorrow took the bus
to town and met
Happy at the square
but Happy was too busy
...
sing the songs that never were sung
this way you can never be undone
roam fields that were never harvested
this way you will never be divested
...
I've beaten brains and brawn
Smothered scorn
Outlasted politics
Cut through dramatics
...
conscious of every move
measuring every clause
targeting every audience
waiting for applause
...
The sun will shine
I know not where
But I want to be
Standing there
...