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We then look over Druid Lake / Your mouth made the moment

My faith pressed against your blue sky / You keep rocking, keep on rolling
 

 

You Gonna Say Something

By Rudolph Lewis

I want to raise you to the roof

I want you to have that feeling

 

Just because I ain’t the main

dish, don’t mean I ain’t good

 

I spread more sauce on your belly

makes you warm, makes you cry

 

We shimmer with Druid Lake

Your mouth makes a moment

 

My faith's warm & tender in your

blue sky. Keep rocking, rolling

 

Sweet Babe, I'm rising higher

don't leave me hanging, slide down

 

onto my geography, my history

I'm soaring in the black cosmos 

 

We yesterday, today, tomorrow

stolen goods loving  in America

3 February 2006
Responses

These poems are so different in theme and tone, suggestive of the wide range of your verse.  A couple of them are lighter, more playful and fanciful.  I like them all a whole lot. -- Miriam

posted 5 February 2006

 

 

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