Earle Brown Poet Lyric

Come Lie With Me

Come lie down.
Beside me 
there’s no other.
Push my firm words
inside your head, 
my hard love,
‘cause tough love 
crack tough skull.
You’re revolving on the rim.
Come,
come down to me, 
a stream of knowledge.

A woman was here.
Inside my head
I hold books.
She went with bungalow 
and children.
Children are children; 
like monkeys they mimic 
Her every step painted in vivid green.
Come, 
come lie down.
Beside me my story is. 
The truth 
is never a tale 
spilled from sweetened lips. 

Come, 
come down here, 
come lie down.
Beside me 
there is none 
that can whisper this chronicle, 
my chocolate story – 
bitter-brown  – 
composed with blood and feather pen.
Sculpted in her head is 
her post-colonial self.
Come taste of the wine I’m poured.
Come, come,
come lie with me.

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Joy Wellington September 13, 2011 at 9:59 PM A true poet you are, Mr. Brown. An enchanting piece that tells another story. Jew@Smalling

Stephen Parker March 25, 2011 at 3:40 PM Your essence is artfully spliced in this entreating poem! Enjoyed each, enthralling stanza!