104 ~ Blown Away Poem by stan pelfrey

Try to understand me
I don’t want you to go.
This trail of tears is lonely,
and building to overflow.

I’ve danced with a princess,
and filled the jester's shoes.
Life’s no Shakespearean-comedy,
& I’m singing the Faustus-blues.

wind comes rushing in
to a cold, dark room
lonely, lost in thought
glimpsing at the moon

I’ve been blown away
by the wind
I’m dust flying through air
clinging to whatever
comes along
until I’m swept away again

Droplets of dew used to cover me,
but I weathered dry by your heat.
Now, I weep for that time and
my heart’s fallen to my feet.

My winding river of heartbreak
flows to an open sea,
where an ocean of lonely souls
swim just for tranquillity.

water comes and flows over
my cold, darkened soul
I contemplate the future
and I feel so cold

I’ve been blown away
by the wind
I’m dust flying through the air
clinging to whatever
comes along
until I’m swept away again

Earth has laid beneath my feet,
as I’ve walked through existence,
but now I feel it pulling
my body at it’s expense.

My fires slowly dwindling
down to glowing coals,
where smoke is filtering
out the air left in my soul.

dark clouds are overhead
rain oozing down
a shot, screams of thunder
makings of an earthly mound

I’ve been blown away
by the thunder
lightning strikes in my mind
my river flows to
higher- wonder
rain floats down like wine