Feeling pensive and passive and rather perturbed
A penchant for music that is slightly disturbed
Kicking the pebbles with each one of my steps,
Pondering where life will take me next.
Passionate persuasions speak from melting snow
Indicating its time to let the past go.
So I'll dust off the pebbles and continue down the road
Patiently anticipating what the future might hold.
the Pretender
ReplyDeleteAmidst thwarted kings crowns
and burglarized barnacle bars,
a' throne lies our great Pretender
pockets packed with hours of ours
His escapades delightful,
His smile unbesmirched,
His coruscating crowns cosmeticize
His character of dirt
And as us minions leave the court
distressed, disillusioned and disturbed
we bid you adiedu! Oh, great Pretender
to wallow and to weep, while unheard
wrote this about a kid in my house going the wrong way but it could serve multiple meanings. Hope you like it. Love you!