Writing

Stuff that I have written.

Sep 172006
 

It was an artificial pond, with no
soft grass dissolved by water; concrete walls
and tended trees with leaves like waxwork toys
made space for weekend rowing. Strollers ringed
the lake and children pranced and played at war.
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Aug 202006
 

Once upon a time I wrote a guitar instrumental called “After the Flood.” It became the title track on my CD. It sounds like this:

Then I mistakenly wrote lyrics to go on top of it. It’s not that the lyrics were bad; they just didn’t need to exist.

They’re in the liner notes on the CD now, but I figured, why not post ’em as the Sunday Poem? So here they are.

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