Legacy ImaginedA Poem by The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE) Staring
towards God’s lair The
sky like my fireplace; Cold,
dark, empty… I tilt
my head: nothing changed, Except
my point of view. I
close my eyes; clarity becomes surreal, The
sky a glowing amber, Psychological
flames heat my mind Causing
it to rise… Carried
away on a hypnotic breeze. I
shout at the top of my lungs So my
thoughts can ride my vocal hopes Like a
magic carpet, till they become vapor trails. I
freefall; the ocean my safety net, The
tide my salvation, The
shoreline my savior. My
footprints in the sand Become
hot to the touch, Each
step sinking deeper Till I
find myself Within
a foreign basement; The
smell of roses permeates This
damp structure, Somehow
unsettling to my senses My
stomach tightens Like a
hangman’s noose. A
flicker, then a flash; A
spotlight then accents a table With a
game of poker in progress… I’m
compelled to join. Five
card draws the game; E.A.
Poe to my left, The
lizard king to my right… All my
cards; ace of spades Still
I win the hand; A gust
of wind, I open
my eyes… The
sky is blue My
face pale white. © 2010 The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)Featured Review
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Added on January 23, 2010Last Updated on January 23, 2010 AuthorThe Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)It's better to be dead and cool than alive and uncoolAboutBirth name: Dale Deadmond Born November 20th, 1969 Metaphorically speaking music is my BFF and poetry is my soulmate. This is my world of my favorite poets are E.A. Poe, Dylan Thomas, R.. more..Writing
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