Eric Cockrell


I'M Going Home (For Doc Watson) - Poem by Eric Cockrell

this lonesome journey,
this river running.
this wind that never
had a home.
this lonesome prayer,
searching and hunting...
it's almost over,
i'm nearly gone.

this soul has wandered,
the hills and valleys.
this body going
from town to town.
just this old guitar,
the songs inside me.
now it's time,
i'm going home.

gonna find my heart,
somewhere out there.
as peaceful as
the moonlit night.
i gave it all,
you know that i cared.
lay my body down
on the shores of light.

this lonesome journey,
this river running.
this wind that never
had a home...
this lonesome prayer,
searching and hunting...
it's almost over,
i'm nearly gone.

this soul has wandered,
the hills and valleys.
this body going
from town to town.
just this old guitar,
the songs inside me.
now it's time,
i'm going home.


Comments about I'M Going Home (For Doc Watson) by Eric Cockrell

  • (5/28/2012 11:06:00 AM)


    Really like it, a great poem, the thing we yearn for the most, no matter where we go, or what we have
    is home. A fantastic write.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 27, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 27, 2012


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