Ryder In the Desert (poem) by Walter LaVerne Jones on AuthorsDen

Ryder In the Desert
by Walter LaVerne Jones → (All Poetry by Walter LaVerne Jones)
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Look for me the wind
A voice in the desert So soft from home I here you calling Why don’t you rime Each night a blister From the sun I am like lighting in the run Keep the fire burning I know the way Through the darkness Till the light meets the day Lingering footsteps where Are you now Hear the freight train Burn down the track An’t no looking back Soft as the child in the street Warm as the kiss when you I meet Body on fire in the night I am not looking for a fight Kiss the stars sing in the sun I am your life on the run Do like a singer out in the bar Strum your fingers on her guitar Play the body inside your mind I will walk with you all the way this time Fingers are moving in the dreams Right up to the Sunday stream Keep the door closed Close it tight drunks are the virtue on Saturday night Walk in the wind sing to the sun I am your memory still on the run Whoa what is it today Child of love holds me tight found in my lonely night Just another drunk Singer in the band Lost in the bar again A voice in the desert So soft from home I here you calling Why don’t you rime Each night a blister From the sun I am like lighting in the run Keep the fire burning I know the way Through the darkness Till the light meets the day Lingering footsteps where Are you now Hear the freight train Burn down the track An’t no looking back Soft as the child in the street Warm as the kiss when you I meet Body on fire in the night I am not looking for a fight Kiss the stars sing in the sun I am your life on the run Do like a singer out in the bar Strum your fingers on her guitar Play the body inside your mind I will walk with you all the way this time Fingers are moving in the dreams Right up to the Sunday stream Keep the door closed Close it tight drunks are the virtue on Saturday night Walk in the wind sing to the sun I am your memory still on the run Whoa what is it today Child of love holds me tight found in my lonely night Just another drunk Singer in the band Lost in the bar again

Reviewed by Gwen Dickerson

Reviewed on March 18, 2004

Walter, I think this would make a GREAT SONG! I really enjoyed these haunting phrases.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on February 25, 2004

Wow!! Walter this was really great.....enjoyed this very much!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on February 24, 2004

wonderful write, walter; a pleasure to read!