THIS THEATRE OF SHOW
i want to go
where love songs grow,
on the radio
into someone's heart.
i want to know
if i play too slow,
and fade before the glow
can flame and spark.
i mend a dream,
distill it, to mountains seen
through mind and eyes potcheen,
lotioned by loves mark;
with tongue dabbing gleam
in fast flowing stream
of sweet nectarine
from sun up through sun dark.
i want your glow
in the thoughts i know,
before they dim down low
and depart-
this theatre of show
above and below,
where we all act to know
our own part.
so many vines
in the times
i know,
grape, but fail to flower.
i taste their wine
in its summertime,
but show
i am just a shower.
Copyright Strider Marcus Jones MAVERICKS. 2010. All Rights Reserved.
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10 Poems From MAVERICKS By Strider Marcus Jones
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