ON THE HEELS OF MR. TAMBOURINE MAN (a Glosa)

  “Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship My senses have been stripped My hands can’t feel to grip My toes too numb to step” ~ from Mr. Tambourine Man by Bob Dylan My heart lies in the wasteland shattered into pieces just like the promises my idols used to make I

FORM FOR ALL: THE GLOSA

UNBOWED “Gather  quickly out of darkness all the songs you know and throw them at the sun” ~Bouquet by Langston Hughes Where have all the children gone? gone off to chase rainbows and dreams with sunshine and innocence to where nightmares grip the unwary one can only wish he could hold more than his breath