Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Thursday, May 07, 2009

It doesn’t matter who I’m with
It doesn’t matter where I am
The sun was sinking when you went
The sun will shine wherever you go

This heart is a jingle jangle thing
As Dylan amply demonstrates
And in the wind there’s always a song
A song for those who stray from ways

And thoughts of you in half dreamings
In sweat lined, late noon snoozes
Brings to mind those hybrid things
That the back of the heart stealthily oozes

And I wonder at the mysteries
That cling to the side of the dullest things
And the wonders that they evoke
And the quietness that their passing brings