Bloom Poem by Ethan Moyer

Oh Mother, Oh Mother, Oh Mother
I’ve left your nest too soon
Flew too high into the sunshine,
As your love had left me swooned.
I’ve gone for winter, my separate ways
As clouds and deaf rain began to croon
The flowers drip, and roses bleed
While you watch me sleep beneath the moon.
I’m sorry for the all things I’ve done
Every day I dream of you,
I’m still your baby boy inside your heart
Even though I’ll always look for someone new.
Oh Mother, Oh Mother, Oh Mother
Now I’ve abandoned two,
I’ve blown my mind
With thoughts of you, in languid avenue.
Oh Mother, Oh Mother, Oh Mother
Now I’ve abandoned two,
Shelter, Shelter from the funerals
Carry both now, me and you.

I was weak, I was wounded
I still march without the lord.
Oh me.

Who will help me fall in love with the sun?
These dreams have gone on too long.
And his eyes began to open,
With the slow decade searing behind him,
Dues Ex Machina
Mind cry, holy, unholy
Euphoria;
Minds of divinity.
Cigars and invisible morals,
Down on Wall Street
Replace me not,
Oh mind of industry,
You work two times your pace,
Just because you have no heart.

Poetry, poetry
Mock me, save me.
Words release me,
Words enslave me.


Spring is coming
Sing a tune
I feel my heart
In bloom.