THE SCARS DANCE
Blessed in nights shadow crime
tipping the whiskey
from that burning neon sky
inside that mess
im allowed to cry-
foolish answers come crashing
into memories buried
layered in time
spat out in staged crime
let me befallen
let me be alone
throw me diamonds
im not going to move
Stabbed and been around
kicked as hard
as a heart can take
Corner church
bleeds into sleepless starts
old lovers
riding your well-trained regrets
pass on by
that window you drew
Whiskey swirls
a lullaby is sung in a never-ending death
she sat herself down
on the smile she found
her face a ballad
words he had sewn before
tonight together
through gins and whiskey
tomorrow would sound
just another broken bottle away
CREASED THE PAGE
TIED IN A NOOSE
A VASE FULL OF ROSES
CRIMSON
CRIMSON
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Hello TERRY!!.....I haven't read you in a while.... and I must say I am NEVER disappointed when I click on your page.... you are such an amazingly intense writer...... this poem rolls of the tongue so beautifully when read aloud..... you have a magnificent gift for uniqueness in poetic offerings..... in this tale of romantic woe I found myself lost in the pure magic of it!!......ALL STARS!! & PINNED!!..... Love your stuff my friend!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo ?✴❤
hi old pal-thanx hope your doing well xx