A Tree's Lament
Family in
the city of
branches
cuddle bowing
to the wind
breeze
dances
leaf dresses appear
then fly disrobed
answer the call of fall
no gift of free will
trees must stand still
nature takes no chances
In the Hidden
in the hidden
small safe place
i keep inside
with a glimpse of something so pure
the desires to return
there
remain endure
I cannot remain
the spirits assure
spirits censure
Return to
feeling of being
irretrievably
changed
malformed
crippled
pitiable pitiful
permanently damaged
stained
by torment stress
distrust
no one can
really help me
losing everything I loved gain it back
inch by inch
step-by-step
by misstep
knowing full well
I will never recover fully
I will never be able to play guitar
for more than an hour
at a spell
I will always have
bruises on
my inner right forearm
every time I play guitar
music is my pain
to numb my pain
my voice my words
remain
Angel Edwards is a singer songwriter guitarist published writer published poet with 4 books from Vancouver BC Canada
member of AFM local 145
BMI SOCAN
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