“Last Night” a poem from March 3, 2013

       LAST NIGHT

 

Last night while I was sleeping

I lay my burden down.

I saw sorrow, I saw sunshine,

I saw teardrops on the ground.

 

Things I did I can’t remember;

Some I never should have done.

Some they haunt me, some they taunt me,

They pursue me like the sun.

 

I lost my rings, but not my fingers.

I buried both my folks.

A burning wheel burns some bridges

But it rolls rolls rolls  with a broken spoke.

 

Keep me close when you are lonely;

Forget me when you play.

I’m not worthy of your heartache,

Like spring I won’t fade  —  or stay.

 

Last night while I was sleeping

I lay my burden down.

I saw sorrow, I saw sunshine,

I saw teardrops on the ground.

 

The days promenade so greenly,

Evaporate in black.

Coins of the moon, dear, fruit of the sun, love:

New and never coming back.

 

Each pine tree has a raven.

He roams the western sky.

Every story seeks its ending.

So do you and so do I.

 

Last night when I was sleeping

I saw the end of war.

I heard wind blow, and the graves groaned;

I cried till my eyes were sore.

 

Last night while I was sleeping

I lay my burden down.

I saw sorrow, I saw sunshine,

I saw teardrops on the ground.

 

 

~    Stephen Philbrick   ~

One Response

  1. Willy Morey
    Willy Morey March 6, 2013 at 9:17 PM | | Reply

    WOW,i’m thinking.

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