Home: Land of the Lost SoulsA Poem by Jacky BonesIts not about where your from where your at or where your goingMy hand will be here when the candle light hits me my arms will wrap around the soil when I judge my own trial my lips will gently sing when there is no on here to hear the tree my feet will lay motionless when the world we love forgets my legs will embrace the wild wind when the scarlet letter relives my fingers will grasp the hillside when the darkness consumes our lies my toes will shovel the thunder when the one that returns is her my eyes will see the balance when the colors toyal in there dance my ears will hear when the poets pages stay clear my nose will smell the beautiful sent when words only spew resent my hair will blow past all the hurt when the emotions jump in head first my nails will scratch against the concrete when the violins in my head play to the streets My heart and mind will turn to a lead weight Cause I'll wait for you to leed me a new dark day © 2009 Jacky Bones |
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