Through my window filters distant traffic sounds,
the baby won't go down,
but just the same,
silence reigns-
Looking up from the deserted street
you could see a wan yellow light,
but the shades drawn shut mask me.
I replaced the moon,
drew the clouds across,
silence reigns-
If you looked up from the deserted street
I wouldn't see you, and you'd not know
what thoughts that curtain hid,
deduce the yellow glow
could be versified-
And silence reigns despite my wish to split it
with my intellect, chop it up and ship it-
to you-
I put on the same old song, hum the tune off key,
I can't carry the elusive melody,
but the song pounds in my veins-
and it carries me.
Music broken by the busy city
and the keyboard klikklack
assails my ears with
snippets of verse
I cannot write
for fear-
Mozart reigns.
Requiem winds down, song quavers, batteries die-
this time I don't think I can cry-
but I'll try-
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poem written by JASON PAUL FOX.
You
MUST credit my authorship when reproducing this poem in any way!
Violators are prosecuted, no joke!
I'm living off the generosity of plagiarists now!
(It's OK to give my poem to friends or people at school, if you credit me and
don't make money off it)
copyright
2007 Jason Paul Fox