Ed Amann

Blog and Poems

A new poem

 

Here's another poem for your enjoyment.

Just an Afternoon

 

I look at you and slip to dream,

Just to think of what could be,

I dream of days that never were,

Summer sheets and you and me,

 

Lazing in the yellow light,

We’ve worn each other out,

The blush of love spreads on your skin,

We’re glowing there’s no doubt,

 

Then I see me in the glass,

And know the bitter truth,

The dream explodes and crashes down,

As I’m pining for my youth,

 

In my heart I’m still a kid,

No matter what I do,

I wish you’d find it in your heart,

To see me like that too.

 

 

Adding Poems

 

Hi Folks,  I've been attending some poetry meetings for a while.  I started with readings of incomplete song lyrics but over time I've begun to write some actual poetry.

Chasing the Eclipse

 

August twentieth, we set out for Cross Plains Tennessee to chase the great eclipse.

They won't come after me if I don't do anything, or famous last words.

 


        In the present political climate, I hear many folks say that I should not say anything about the abuses of the people by the powers that be because there is nothing that I can do about it anyway.

What's so important about folk music?

 

    Folk music is where all music came from. It is music made by folks for the sake of making music instead of selling products.

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