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I Love my life most of the time. But ... My heart secretly dwells in her lyrical world to save her poetic sanity.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

No Don't You Follow

Somewhere over Black Mountain, I heard you holler.
I just stopped to looked out at the view
"Shut up you liar." I knew it was you.
I'm leaving here and you better not follow.
Stay 'round here. Get lost in one of these hollows.
I'll be rid of your lying tongue.
I'm heading back to West Virginia to visit graves and family plots.
Those who loved me since I was young, they loved me true.
I will forget about you. Somewhere over some mountain,
Some creek, some hollow. I'll rid myself of you. Don't you follow.
I hear your voice trying too slow me. Trying to show me.
What we'll never know. Sometimes I think you make shit up.
To try to drive me insane. You're just a liar and if you come again.
I'll drop your ass in one of these rivers, a long winding river
Or maybe in an ocean along my way.
No don't you follow. I plan to rid myself of you today.


SG Wallace   2011

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Ginny's Light

He goes to get her up for the day.
She gives him a pretty smile
He is pleasantly surprised.
He hasn't seen that in awhile.
His excitement is hard to contain.
A day off to a good start,
She could even remember his name.
And that's always good for his heart.
He might admit a flicker.
Some days it's gone a little dim.
But if the light ever dies,
You could never prove it by him.
Evening he prepares their dinner.
He sits down to feed her from a spoon.
Her favorite foods from his favorite memories.
He almost smells her favorite perfume.
Because Ginny still lives there
Behind those eyes.
As far as he's concerned
Her light never dies.
There they sit a perfect picture,
Captured by the same true love.
One she can't remember.
And one he can't forget.
He tucks her in tonight,
Raises the bed rail to prevent her fall.
He kisses her forehead before he leaves.
She remembers nothing. He remembers it all.
His dreams are all in color.
He relives the details of every kiss.
He always dreams of her.
Dreams where she knows who he is.


SG Wallace   2011