What was your name?
Why was your pain?
I stood on the concrete,
Your blood had stained,
Wide circle of sawdust,
All I knew of you,
The remnants of your life,
The wind now blew,
From 40 stories up,
You lept,
Away from your agony,
You stepped,
Fates promise,
Now kept
JEV
Categories:
sawdust, allusion, dark, death,
Form: Rhyme
Got my thumb stuck out for Amarillo
I guess any place north of here will do
We shared our first kiss down by that willow
When she could smile and our love was brand new
Now she's a lady, but I'm still the same
She likes the bright lights, I still like 'em low
And I like sawdust, there's no one to blame
I see in her eyes that it's time to go
So I'll tip my hat and give her a wink
She can keep the pickup, I'll catch a ride
No time to worry and no time to think -
Just find me some music, let these boots slide
Got my thumb stuck out,I'm headed that way
Cowgirls like dim lights and sawdust they say
5/7/2017
Categories:
sawdust,
Form: Sonnet
The sawdust lay upon the floor
Each speck was well defined.
'Thanks be to trees, ' one said aloud,
'That we are nothing more! '
But one poor speck just would not rest,
'There was a plan! ' cried he.
'We're not just dirt the wind blows 'round, '
God loves us don't you see? '
So all the specks contributed
To God's anointed specks
Until the day the trash was burned
And all God's specks were dead.
Categories:
sawdust, introspection,
Form: Rhyme