A Poem Forthcoming
Just a placeholder for a future piece
** the Hatter speaking with a deckhand while searching for the Seamstress (the Hatter sings) Your left handed rhymes remind me of a woman I heard about... not so long ago... or was it s...
i walk into the confessional like a monk seeking
Hey mister Where are you going While she’s showing Her wares on the corner Hey lady
*when asked to describe Eve she is not tied to any particular… for it is the power of her passion… in its myriad of forms which draws me in
it’s sad how quickly we run to be… and how reluctant we are to run to… as if life is some race to win as if to say where we’ve been isn’… the phantom limb
Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo-doo... i fired it up
i just want to find my Eve and watch this world burn... my feelings... her feelings... our doubts... insecurities... misconceptions... truths... and responsibilities... every part of us...
she brings me her drink to try the sweet
the fantasy begins… we close our eyes and smile
sometimes i watch and wonder about how perfectly flawed WE are born
** the Narrator catches us up with… note: Links to each poem in subtit… note: play song linked above (1st Month) Found before the mad chaps soul ha…
*when asked to describe my eyes ...i suppose... from what they observe they are expressive empathic
what is it about you that captured my interest was it the art of the eye or the poetry it contained was it your twin lenses
I have always enjoyed a good love… People fulfilling their dreams No doubts… No fears Two together… Holding each other… In the arms of love
**Must View From PC I was cast And molded From the very beginning My purpose etched upon my shoulder…