Tag Archives: walking

Carscatbelly & Sousa Night Marches

9 Sep

This poem has been removed from the blog as it was accepted for publication in the very first issue of Nain Rouge– a groovy journal of art, poetry, and prose- so read it there. Peace.

Walking Streets Before Dawn

5 Sep

The horizon is made up
of wires and weeds.
It is a slow dawn
befuddled i just walk
on
and
on.

At every intersection
I try
to meet others with
their down cast eyes.
The sun soon will
draw colors
in the
air.

My dreams have gotten
me this far, but no
further. I confess my
poverty to the
hungry dawn
that will soon eat
up the
moon.

I stand at this corner
of memory looking
up and
down
this street.
This corner the only
witness to my ever
having passed by
here.

The street lamps
soon will flicker
and fade out they
are no longer
needed, and I
feel a certain
kind of kinship
with
them.

I begin to whistle
a formless tune
walking by fresh
milk just delivered.
I will soon,
very soon now,
greet another
lonely
dawn.