An Ode To My Women Poem by jathin aka jesuzz

Is the wind humming a silent melody?
Birds I see are flying south,
Brandy seeks her way into my numb fingers
My cottage roads feel heavy
Chipmunks seems busy
Cradle of time has swung
Its that time of my life again

My muse is sad, my pen refuses to bleed,
My mind left me alone
My Imagination, clipped like a market pigeon
Before my cabin gives me a fever
Before I remarry my rum
Come back my spring,


Like the melting icicles of bygone winter
Her smiles crack the iced up poet
Her voice makes nymphs shy
Makes all my grief cry
pregnant with frozen dew drops
The flower lazily break her water
Birds love me once more
Again I long for paper and pen
Without her one day casts on me a winter spell.
I wish I was addicted to cocaine