Dec 2012
Perched like a Raven
on the limb of a mighty tree
Overlooking the cemetery
It's so strange it was almost like a dream
A stone cold truth rowed out beneath
This was the mouth of the river
The place where it all starts and ends
So seldom does it make any sense
much like myself
A belonging sets in
It all felt so solid and so complete
All it was lacking was me
on the limb of a mighty tree
Overlooking the cemetery
It's so strange it was almost like a dream
A stone cold truth rowed out beneath
This was the mouth of the river
The place where it all starts and ends
So seldom does it make any sense
much like myself
A belonging sets in
It all felt so solid and so complete
All it was lacking was me
I can only seem to write from the darkest places of my mind and heart lately.On the bright side it's a great relief.Bah Humbug.
(Fall River)
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