by yachtsman_7Dublin, Ireland
Oct 2020 236 Views 2 comments
mountain man
I'm rough hewn Lil
you picked me still
to your North star
I'm the black
trace elements fly
to fill the sky..
you bring the things
I lack
I'm running Lil
I'm running still..
from the law
and from my sound
the man who fell
can lodge in hell
he tried to put me
in the ground
I found the Earth's rhythm
it bonded in my core
I get to trace a human face
each year at the General Store
you picked me still
to your North star
I'm the black
trace elements fly
to fill the sky..
you bring the things
I lack
I'm running Lil
I'm running still..
from the law
and from my sound
the man who fell
can lodge in hell
he tried to put me
in the ground
I found the Earth's rhythm
it bonded in my core
I get to trace a human face
each year at the General Store
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Oct 2020
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Comments (2)
his head is squirming like a toad...
yeah there's a few on the run out there in the backwoods..
very good poem...there is drama in it..and i hear the music ..like in the most of your ballades.
Important thing is that mountain man " found the Earth's rhythm". thank you for sharing..take care, Lily