Monday, October 02, 2006

bluesman

blue tomorrow
cold today
yesterdays dreams
have gone astray
saw myself
inside the wind
nothin' left
but time to spend
underneath
the quarter moon
shadows bend
and seem to swoon
scattered thoughts
like winter leaves
had their times
and no one grieves. . .
2003
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