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Poem by Joseph Simmons
I always knew
I'd see you
again.
Your wayward ghost
has always
returned,
haunting background scenes
in most of my dreams
until I want to scream
but I don't dare.
I always knew
I'd leave you
again.
The open road
calls my soul
its friend.
I can't ignore its siren call
though it mean I'm risking all.
I'm torn till I must scream,
but I don't dare.
I'm on the road
and homeless
again.
Gave up my
possessions
and friends.
I just became a consciousness
flickering in the morning mist,
a ghost to match your memory,
my friend.
I always knew
I'd see you
again.
Served my soul to the devil
when I was a teen.
I wandered far
away from you
pursuing nonsense dreams.
Now I long to find the road,
escape from memory overload,
return from where I strayed:
if I'd known the loneliness
I would have stayed!
Now I watch you from afar
in your separate world,
knowing we can never be
together as we should!
Joseph J. Simmons, contact: titmouse@hotmail.com
Copyright 1997 Joseph J. Simmons sheet music
Reviews and comments requested
Posted 10/17/2000
1914
Poem by Joseph Simmons
After some centuries laying up,
the ground no longer cold,
the rain almost warm,
the trickle began
in long thought sighs
against a sky rimmed black
with fadeouts to the right
and left, to a world unknown
unknowing.
As the stream increased
emptiness began
flowing in,
and vague alarm sounds
from the distance.
Thoughts of leaving
rising,
cold shadow
of regret for could-have-been.
Leaving
all with sadness immeasurable,
the stream slows
the rumble, seeming from east,
cannot stop return.
It will be different.
It will be your turn.
Joseph J. Simmons contact: titmouse@hotmail.com
copyright 1984 Joseph J. Simmons
Reviews and comments requested
Posted 10/19/2000
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