Saul McCandless Poems

With eagle eye
Clarity and determination
I review and ponder
What lies before me
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I, eye above
Won’t stare without gloves
At your tender gendered features
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I appreciated my home
When I was an alien
No one I knew was known
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To dazzle roads of loneliness
You are angelic, and I a mess
My head can but fail to succeed
Do little more than what it needs
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Getting down the stairs is murder
But for a murderer it’s easy
Don’t want to go outside anyways
Had my chance, my nights and days
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Haunting rivers, I got better things to dislike
She ‘oft delivers, hangs upon a spike

In the end you’ll get what’s coming
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With tender excursions and sick review
I plod aloof and to anew
Take refuge in my younglings aim
To rise and seek my winning game
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I am the strongest and foulest of natural laws
Held adrift by the strangest of strong claws
Known by no name, but called to arms
I find solace with the dearest of charms
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My Fathers Father Would I rather?
Have gone too and not to have her?
Days of legend To never die
Would gather dust and lead to cries
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