Lewis K

A short 14 line poem written at the age of 18

'Twas dark and late one night

When I, Jason, In a dusty and forgotten library,

Found then opened a tattered book,

There faintly written upon a faded brown edged leaf,

Was an old, old scrawl:

"I've died today, Appleby,

Lewis K, 1803".

I pondered, gripped deep in my heart

By this 1803 message,

Awakened, stirred and at last Enlightened

I gripped my own green ink pen,

And wrote my own Today's Reply:

"I've come back today, Appleby,

Lewis K, 1970. 

Composed January 28 1970

Raymond Lee Collins

aka Raymond of the Woods

(age 18 at the time)

copyright reserved by the publisher

Carol A Wells

Author's Note

NOTE: poems and short stories accredited to Raymond of the Woods are being posted posthumously by a family member in loving memory