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CLASP
Here comes the mutineer he
Comes the maverick here the mad
Hear who comes
Listening
Like a watchman
Seeing the best of us
Bright as flowers on a rootless
Branch
Are we
Angels or
Like embers of callow youth
Whose lies die faster than the truth
And blanche in the rising light
A tip
Sip coolade
The label says enjoy life
(Words beheld not grasped
As a rose may bless a nose)
They gasp
The song sinners clasp
That he who fell last got most
Long may he lie till he lies in state
Oh he lived so good
Oh lived so great
Yet passed it all as a ghost
Comes the maverick here the mad
Hear who comes
Listening
Like a watchman
Seeing the best of us
Bright as flowers on a rootless
Branch
Are we
Angels or
Like embers of callow youth
Whose lies die faster than the truth
And blanche in the rising light
A tip
Sip coolade
The label says enjoy life
(Words beheld not grasped
As a rose may bless a nose)
They gasp
The song sinners clasp
That he who fell last got most
Long may he lie till he lies in state
Oh he lived so good
Oh lived so great
Yet passed it all as a ghost
Published 3rd Feb 2016
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3rd Feb 2016 7:32am
could be a melody, more like a dirge,
for the fallen.
look homeward, angel...
for the fallen.
look homeward, angel...
3rd Feb 2016 8:25am
Thanks JF - more of a warning in the early morning of that which can befall us in the day
3rd Feb 2016 8:07am
I will have to come back
to this one, it touches the
roots in my soul .. beautifully
but heavy.
Merci Whale merci for this
contemplative piece.. .
-Howlings
to this one, it touches the
roots in my soul .. beautifully
but heavy.
Merci Whale merci for this
contemplative piece.. .
-Howlings
3rd Feb 2016 8:27am
Most often your words appear as butter to me. Odd comment perhaps, but true never the less.
Your delivery is always as smooth and delicious as butter. :)
"That he who fell last got most
Long may he lie till he lies in state
Oh he lived so good
Oh lived so great
Yet passed it all as a ghost"
Your delivery is always as smooth and delicious as butter. :)
"That he who fell last got most
Long may he lie till he lies in state
Oh he lived so good
Oh lived so great
Yet passed it all as a ghost"
3rd Feb 2016 12:51pm
3rd Feb 2016 3:19pm
Here comes the mutineer he
Comes the maverick here the mad
Hear who comes
Listening
Like a watchman
I love those lines
Listening
Like a watchman
Comes the maverick here the mad
Hear who comes
Listening
Like a watchman
I love those lines
Listening
Like a watchman
3rd Feb 2016 3:38pm
Hm. This has within its wording an irresistible pull to a dark zone of thinking.
A write to humble the soul. Winners take all afterall. And the all is nothing. So who does the winning?
I leave this page earthed and dusty from the scratches of your pen.
A write to humble the soul. Winners take all afterall. And the all is nothing. So who does the winning?
I leave this page earthed and dusty from the scratches of your pen.
21st Nov 2016 8:49pm
