With a sharp pencil and a cup of tea One can very nearly do anything
If someone somehow could compromise me That I should be a yo-yo on a string I would cut that string by sharp poetry That compromisers come to know the sting Of the truth spoken albeit in love Though love disappointed by suffering A love tried by fire thus unafraid of Anything so embracing everything
With a sharp pencil and a cup of tea A chiseled nib and ink like coffee or Cuneiform and what was tea before One can very nearly do anything
David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
God Bless,
Lew
A very fine poem. There is a rhythm and musicality that makes it flow.
Dennis