Poems from Zay777
The landscape is barren
The wind blown is warm
Some bathe in the sunlight
Some burn with its scorn
Some lie there in waiting
With...
There was once a jazzy song
When heard would make you dance along
We swung and we swayed
We danced a soiree
Oh how we loved that old jazzy...
The ticking, ticking of the clock
Repetitious, never stopped
Ticking, tocking all the day
All while the pendulum swings and sways
Oh so...
A smile that is what I show
Behind it a tortured mind that no one will ever know
I walk my line, I do my time
I try to be respectable,...
I sit here so simply under the cottonwood trees
Resting and wondering, What's out there for me?
A world so vast and so much to see
Yet I ...