A harmonica plays well to many ears..
Rhyming came without a blame circled through my brain.. word of mouth good gone south my ink a poet’s stain.. dream comes with feeling filtered by these thoughts.. inside is a given ride.. learned passed on then taught..
passion feeling set me reeling baiting traps and hooks.. for the princess majesty.. dream woman learned in books.. given comes not known from.. passed in sense of sight.. sense is true.. no lie for me just true due my love light..
late night bed think what was said.. long ago in school.. chance to learn rules that burned made me feel a tool.. obvious the stupids.. postured saw their lie.. left in moral servitude.. reason crying why..
gently my time passing.. see destruction bores.. lovers dream on lovers lanes.. dreams a child’s ‘what fors‘? song always for the moment.. poem heartfelt in time.. feel hunger I do not know.. recognize the crime..
I have said.. ‘once the lie is seen the lie is there no matter how, who
or when spoken’.. Peace Tony
©.AC.14.7.12.arr././
After coming back and re-reading – I have to say this is one of my favs! Thanks
Another good one!!