Untitled { A Bridaled Passion} Poem by Mountain Man

Anxiety an expiration to
the west coast.
A host in the stampede's of life.
Life, what was that word?
A nerd on the street.
As Jed dances across Main & John.
John tell me if Anne Marie knows
the time of day.
Day brings another love to quench the soul of The Lone Wolf.
Who sends the wolf flowers on V day.
Nothing so what it seems.Seems like
a mistress in the dark.
For the canary did not sing.
Sing for the day as the castle walls closes in.
In memory of Jan I did see.{continued lter}