Maurice White, September,2017 Poem by Dan A Cardoza
Maurice White, September,2017
Maurice White, September,2017
Full with brim of sadness,
I've lost a whole year,
rolling out of bed, it's
the 2nd of the month.
Now September sails
without me,
toward the sun,
like a dark Santa Maria,
filled with a cargo of Vinyl,
toward the edge of the Old
World.
Monday, August 6, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: music
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