Rocker
- September 21st, 2013
- By Jeff
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She took her comfort there
and gave it to her own
when lightning-streaked howling winds
on moonless nights
roared in to steal their sleep.
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She took her comfort there
and gave it to her own
when lightning-streaked howling winds
on moonless nights
roared in to steal their sleep.
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He wanders lost in the dim of the fading moon
Down steep stairs finds a door will not open,
‘I want out,’ he pleas despair to no avail,
Stomach knotted aches the turmoil he can’t tell
Save the one who has his heart if near will know,
Dispirited, wallows, laments, alas his presence is afar.
Ah free sparrow, how sweet your song.
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Bundled snug in withered wraps,
trembling hands and moon stained faces
turned stone defy night bitter frozen,
haunts them dare they flee.
Fearless!
Down, the toll piled
steadfast, high against them,
hero ghosts come say them stay
Resolute,
their candy cotton statues
‘midst emerald straws and
diamond sparkles tell the spring.
Cheer on!
caps turned out, rally beckon,
prayerful hands up high awaving,
begging hope and dreams waft eternal,
least ’til all them nine have played.
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I wonder were I within you
There
through your eyes see what e’er you see
There
through your ears hear what e’er you hear
There
by your touch feel what e’er you feel
There
could I know the wonder you find in me?
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