The Poet

The Poet

Monday, January 14, 2019

Walk In The Rain, A Retourne by Ronald Porter ©2019

We walk in rain along the lake shore
The nighttime sky, so dark and gray
We can discern neither time nor tide
Things look different in the light of day

Love is a limitless landscape
Heartbreak-a wasteland barren and dried
A heart filled with hope finds escape
We can discern neither time nor tide

A bowl of fruit sits on the table
Two apples, a banana, one single grape
trapped here inside of a fable
A heart filled with hope finds escape

The wounded watch with a jaded eye
Our horses nicker in the stable
Both joy and sorrow cause me to cry
Trapped here inside of a fable.

We lift beseeching hands to the sky
Surrender all our pomp and pride
Both joy and sorrow cause me to cry
We walk in the rain by the lakeside.

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