3 posts tagged “poetry”

Midnight Low tide I'm sleepless Dreams escape me Holding on 'Til dawn comes Blowing in On a cruel wind When did love go away In the night I long for you Been down In lonely town Cold streets Empty faces I'm broken The night rolls in Blowing in On a cruel wind Who hears me when I cry In the night I'll cry for you So tired Another mile I'm hopeless Peace escapes me Hanging on I'm fading fast I'm blown along By a cruel wind When did you go away In the night I searched for you Rainstorm Coming on Blinded Sight eludes me My heart aches Someone speaks Small voice On a cruel wind "I'll never leave your side In the night I'll carry you" Through the pain of a broken heart When my world is torn apart Your love goes on and on Down a string of empty years Through the night Through all my tears Your love goes on and on

Dust motes dancing

I'm re-running this post from October simply because I find it reflective of my mood on this blustery Thursday morning.

Why are the streets always wet in the movies?

I have my own theory, but I was wondering if you knew

It's kind of quiet out tonight

Looks like I may be the only one who can't sleep

It won't be the first time and I'm sure it won't be the last

I think it's because of the tears...

You know, the wet streets

All those forlorn, timeworn and world-weary

Phone-talking

Tube-watching

Quietly desperate ones

Just sitting, waiting for the dawn

Watercolor dreams

Left out in the rain

Washed away

Run away into the night

And down the wet streets

In the night scenes

And the night seems to never end

Bus stop-waiting shell of a man

Burned out, used up

Strung out

There is no doubt

In his misty eyes I can see it

Can't believe it

Try to run away before it takes me

Can't let it break me

We grow older

Edge closer

To consider the fragments left behind

While the years pass

Taking from our lives a heavy toll

After midnight...

That's when the tears begin to fall

Then drop by soul-wringing drop they run together

Until the night is saturated in a mist of sorrow

No wonder the streets are wet

RG...out!