alexandre arnau

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Journeyman - Poem by alexandre arnau

under the glassy moon
i ride
leaving photos
and cobwebs
in an old nightstand

a head full of rainclouds
and a pocket full of snow
a shoebox
for a blue baby
and a blanket
for her dreams

the night is burning low
and the miles
marked by people
sitting in their doorways
with their eyes
full of grain
there's a song
in every teardrop
and a joy
in every stain

the rain has washed away
the road that leads me home
but in the morning
i'll catch the scent
of magnolias
and the sight
of a brother's arm

my angel in the snow
cries for a moment
of my eye
but i can't remember
my morning face
or the song
of yesterday

so hush little baby
don't learn a new word
or your picture
on the dashboard
will leave my heart
and return
with a stranger's gaze

my life is like a candle
and my love is
a rusty nail
but soon i'll be home
to learn
some strength

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 20, 2005

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