Weatherman

coachchris
coachchris Kelowna, British Columbia, Canada Posts: 749
edited October 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
The following was inspired by PJ's performance of Black in Thunder Bay.

You were standing there
I was standing there
Nothing we could do
Nothing but stare

Did I see a tear?
Or was I hiding my own?
Something better left untold
In my heart like a stone

Oh, Oh, Oh
The canvas that night was lifted
You clenched your fists
With passion that never drifted

My heart is hurting
It’s beyond the point of bleeding
Show me the way
To plant new seeding

Both spinning
The sun dropping away
The taste in my mouth
Still with me today

Can’t ever forget
The feeling of the weather
Dreamt of you feeling it
We belonged together
Adolescence in essence is all about trust.
Leaving is for the answering machine.
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  • twin2
    twin2 Posts: 894
    I really like this one.
  • eMMI
    eMMI Posts: 6,262
    this is good. :) nice work!
    "Don't be faint-hearted, I have a solution! We shall go and commandeer some small craft, then drift at leisure until we happen upon another ideal place for our waterside supper with riparian entertainments."
  • coachchris
    coachchris Kelowna, British Columbia, Canada Posts: 749
    Thank you very much. Can't say how many times Black has gotten me to sit down and write.
    Adolescence in essence is all about trust.
    Leaving is for the answering machine.

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