Mending bridges that I've burned
Trying somehow to discern
The aching lonely pain
Wanting to be washed in rain
Putting solutions into place
Trying not to act in haste
While putting problems to rest
Wanting only to do my best
Writing poetry on the wall
Discussing life before the fall
Wanting to pass this important test
Having all my sins confessed
Climbing mountains in front of me
At the top I look down on the valley
Looking in the distant sun
Of other mountains yet to come
As I act on all I've learned
And cross over bridges burned
I am quite happy to report
I didn't cut my life too short
Monday, October 19, 2009
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I like the 'wanting to pass this important test, having all my sins confessed.'
I like a lot of your work but I notice most is in rhyming couplets, I understand as a musician that this rhythm naturally bounces as you write and think of music to accompany the words. Have you tried much free verse, this opens up an infinite amount of possibilities.
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