I'll go

I've been to the desert 
Following something 
I cannot blame

See the ghosts by the water 
The horses in the rain 
The man lying by the river 
Hearing god call his name

Speak to me my son 
Softly he speaks 
Wishing me well 
Watching me he hopes 

Sitting on a bench 
For I cannot refrain 
To live again 
To be caught in this game 
Wasting the time 
So maybe it'll go 

 

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meandpaul

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  • Poetry

    By meandpaul

    The dog at the end

    There’s a dog that sits on the end of my street—

    he barks at anyone that nears,

    snarling teeth that glow shiny in the afternoon light. 


     

    There’s a dog that sits on the end of my street—

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  • Poetry

    By meandpaul

    I am not

    I am not a poet 
    I don’t know how to use my words the way they can
    I can’t captivate the minds of my friends by stringing them along with the simplest of words 

    I am not a musician 

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