Wednesday, 19 September 2012

Mystic Rhythms ~ "Simple Man"

Poetry Of Sorts
~ Simple Man ~

Simple Man

I am but a simple man
My winters jagged teeth have not
It's cold, I'm old
The rest, I forgot

I'm living to a simple plan
My oceans dagger's edge decline
The water's wet
The rest isn't mine

I'm waiting for a simple girl
Whose eyes dark emeralds eschew
She's cool, no fool
In sum, well, she'll do

I watch my simple flag unfurl
Heraldic fanfare leave it out
It flaps around
Some know what it's about


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