In my heart,
a road travelled, enough,
but still overgrown and walked
in pensive solitude
leads
to a green field of stones
that looks out over white chopped seas
To here I come when my soul is
perplexed beyond belief
when my heart is torn and bruised
This is my field of ragecand grief
where I stand and howl at injustice
beat my breast at lifes inequity
and weep slow salted tears of regret
Today again I come to my field of fallen friends
and etch your name ernesto,
the ded poet, who lived a thousand lives
And I rage and rampage, and set war in my heart
against the gods who took this voice,
this warrior this talent....friend.... and father.
But all is sound and fury set to the wind
to be dispersed as froth and rain...
As my soul quiets, my tear fall softly,
thinking on your moons, your love,
for them, and you love for your life...
Too soon, for you to go...
but the words, you have given them
and us, as well are jewels, cut and faceted
treasures for the darkest of nights.
Oct 1, 2015
Oct 1, 2015 at 7:23 AM UTC
In my heart,
a road travelled, enough,
but still overgrown and walked
in pensive solitude
leads
to a green field of stones
that looks out over white chopped seas
To here I come when my soul is
perplexed beyond belief
when my heart is torn and bruised
This is my field of ragecand grief
where I stand and howl at injustice
beat my breast at lifes inequity
and weep slow salted tears of regret
Today again I come to my field of fallen friends
and etch your name ernesto,
the ded poet, who lived a thousand lives
And I rage and rampage, and set war in my heart
against the gods who took this voice,
this warrior this talent....friend.... and father.
But all is sound and fury set to the wind
to be dispersed as froth and rain...
As my soul quiets, my tear fall softly,
thinking on your moons, your love,
for them, and you love for your life...
Too soon, for you to go...
but the words, you have given them
and us, as well are jewels, cut and faceted
treasures for the darkest of nights.
Farewell my friend, I will truly miss the sweetness of your soul
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