Open Poetry #30 |
The Minstrel |
DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Gordon Lightfoot's "Minstrel of the Dawn" in my mind and I need to acknowledge that, plus many other words Singing his words of freedom paid He dances the words you will never hear They stay inside For words said Oft do words Say Dear He dances a song From a loch locked land Of spirited eyes In an lowland strand Eyes that he Had he more sense Would consider Adequate In his sense Of freedom As he struts along He dances well Withing his song Skipping over greasy cobbles Skating on slippery stones Spinning past the alleys He find friends of the moment They slide over life Upon the street They play it neat They play it sweet On into Autumns turn Freezing bones Food he yearns Voice No one hear's sound But the gentle Words Of a drunk |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
I can't believe no one ever posted to this one! It was so enjoyed by me. |
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seraphin Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1004Michigan |
I couldn't agree more. This is a wonderful work. |
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