Patchwork Girl

patchwork girl


the zombies walk in shadows
but i'm not buying what they sell
i lost all my money
threw my wallet down a wishing well

made it threw the shakedown crowd
stumbled thru the tents a while
the trees were swaying back and forth
the moon looked on and simply smiled

found my way down to the circle
of bongos, congas, and djembe drums
synchronized my pounding heart
took a puff and filled my lungs

saw a girl in a patchwork dress
her eyes met mine and then she smiled
i knew exactly what she meant
and took a rest to sit a while

opened my mouth no words came out
she laughed and said..."exactly"
and we sat there in silence
and bathed in it's lucidity

and then i suddenly remembered
what i'd always known
we start and end our lives the same
naked and alone

 

i love this

 

wow... thanks a lot. your reply makes me really glad that i posted it.

namaste,

doug

 

Wow, such a powerful ending!!
I have a patchwork dress.....lol
Anyways, I loved this.
Keep sharing!!!

 

hey man, no problem. I really love the last part. It was really striking! Keep it up! It rocks. Makes me wanna be the patchwork girl! :&

 

so clever...excellently written...wow!
roly.xxx

 

I love it I love it I love it!

 

that was my favorite part...

 

wow! that was an amazing poem. keep up the good work and post some more!

~desireé~

 

thanks for all the compliments... anybody that likes my poems (or doesn't like them) should take a minute and fill out my survey under the smoke signals forum.


namaste,
doug

 

I also love this whole poem

"through my wallet down a wishing well."