she’s a cowgirl lassoing
one last remembrance
from a roundup of many
beneath a full moon
over trails traveled
back and forth
searching for some cowboy
corralled, hogtied and saddled
readied for their rodeo —
her last rodeo of the season
© chuck a stetson 2012
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crazy blackbird in the dead of night
faking flight on broken wing
turning left, turning right
your life’s song
an incognito melody
sung in the pouring rain
crazy blackbird with sunken eyes
peering through the widow’s window
hears a bluebird layin’ down a lotta soul
loud sounds melting and fading
wave phases of hazy cosmic jive
in double four time uninterrupted
fly crazy blackbird fly
past a scatter of forever echoes
before the faded jaded sun arises
and the widow walks towards the sea
those same oceans in your head
their winds blowin’ misdirection
drifting beyond played hand
ashes to ashes or something like that
in the light of the midnight dreary
cowering in the run around
crazy blackbird’s moment to be free
falls apart between worlds
impossible to reach
with broken wing
© chuck a stetson 2012
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