He still walked a tightrope to the moon,
holding the other end of the rope
with every careful step he took
Precariously balancing reality with
lost dreams of stardom; holding
fast to the rope, his drumsticks
Memories of the road, hippy houses,
pot smoking nights in seedy rooms;
still he loved the idea of it
Music, his first bride, replaced
now by the refuge of a woman;
guilt when he ignored the bride
He strummed his old guitar, played
his drums when the lust surfaced
A poet emerged, with new form
of expression, but always the
music filled his mind, his soul,
he played fills, he played hard
Forever the drummer, forever
the artist, the poet, the father,
the lover, the liberal, the man;
in Beatles t-shirts, frayed jeans,
drumsticks in his hand, he held
the tightrope, with a lighter grip
Just one fill away from the moon..
© Brenda-Lee Ranta
Excerpt from the book “Myriad of Perceptions”
$13.95 Plus Shipping ~ Available at CTU Publishing Group and Amazon.com
About the Author
Brenda-Lee Ranta resides in a small mining town, in Timmins, Ontario, Canada. She has been employed with her local Police Service for 19 years. She shares her journey with her life partner, who is a musician, poet and lyricist; their rescue dog, Jake and rascal cat Fritz. She is the mother of three children, two step-children and three grandchildren. They are her greatest pride and joy.
Always moved by poetry and prose, she has been most inspired by the works of Leonard Cohen, an amazing Canadian word-smith. This is her first book containing a cross section of her works.
Visit Brenda-Lee’s Author Page At: www.ctupublishinggroup.com/brenda-lee-ranta-.html
Categories: author
Wonderful Poem.
Get Outlook for iOS ________________________________
LikeLike
I thank you kindly…
LikeLike