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CAGED SWALLOW

CAGED SWALLOW

Songs from this cage

Tag: Nostalgia

Movement

And so here, between the banks of hedges and dead winter trees I find my end Not the end of life, with no beginning or laughter But… Read more “Movement”

Jan 14, 2019 by Swallow

Meditation on bitches

Ah my dearest You cut the deepest For I care(d) about you the most And now I hate you the most Love and hate are never far… Read more “Meditation on bitches”

Aug 25, 2018 by Swallow

Remember Me

Will they miss me when I am gone? When I am stranger without a song? Will they miss me when I fade from view? Will I be… Read more “Remember Me”

Aug 23, 2018 by Swallow

Memory

I miss you I miss watching your eyes shift in uncertain patterns I miss your waddling walk and bouncing gait I miss seeing your soft skin and… Read more “Memory”

Aug 22, 2018Aug 22, 2018 by Swallow

Urgency

There is an urgency in my mind As my time in this country approaches its end Haste! Haste! Make the most of these last days Why did… Read more “Urgency”

Aug 16, 2018Aug 16, 2018 by Swallow

Not Her, But You

I move forward through tall pines Going somewhere, and that somewhere is here Here and now is the moment Of that place I am travelling toward Strangely,… Read more “Not Her, But You”

Aug 15, 2018Aug 17, 2018 by Swallow

There and back again

Under the maple tree I sit Where I have sat these past years And think of the people and place I am leaving And sob uncontrollably for… Read more “There and back again”

Aug 10, 2018Aug 10, 2018 by Swallow

Might Have Been

Friends, laughter, fun Lazy summer days by the river Cool breeze off water Pines and mountains in the distance All my childhood could have been All the… Read more “Might Have Been”

Aug 8, 2018 by Swallow

MYSELF:

Not yet man, no longer boy. Not strong in body, but strong in mind. Not happy, yet not depressed. Poor in wealth, rich in spirit. Young in age, old in mind. Sure of much, uncertain of more.

A strange case of  humanity I am, that is certain

WHY ME BLOG?

Catharsis, or purging, I suppose. A release of emotions to the world at large, as to contain them for much longer would mean a violent and unpleasant explosion, of  both my mind and heart….

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