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Michael W Noland
Poems
Mar 2013
Dry Mud
Im tired
Of dumbing
Down
Im better
To let
It out
Let the chips fall
Where they may
Im trying
To stay
Afloat
Im trying
To find
A rope
To climb out
But its too high now
Im too high now
Waiting for the water to rise
Im trying
To speak
Clearly
Im trying
But growing
Dreary
Im tired
And getting
Weaker
Im better
Down here
In the mud
My love is a river that dried up
Just enough to reach the edge
Im better
To have
Suffered
Im better
To have
Recovered
Im tired
Of trying
For better
In the mud
Where love
Was a river
I couldn't
Live up to
Where love
Is the river
Of blood
And youth
Dried up
To the banks
Uplift me in scars
Shower me in shame
I will be the man i'm meant to be
Sinking
Floating
Defining
Denoting
My love
And my suffering
Make me
Make me
Beautiful
In the pain
Make me
***
In the river
Of my love
Dry me out
Make me drown
In the mud
Its a guitar kinda night. Excuse the similar formats this evening.
Written by
Michael W Noland
Seattle
(Seattle)
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