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All the Sounds at Levenwall Do yet remember thee--- Crickets proud upon their dance At war but still I see--- Plantation waltz - Surrender me This strife shall soon be past--- Until the lines are battle drawn I'll write to you - Pray not my last--- Oh, Levenwall - I cradle dear My memories fondle you--- I crave the wait that tears on me This ghastly war rings true--- Thy path I seek -- This gruesome hell I've killed more men than me--- I hear Surrender comes't day My Levenwall I’ll see--- |
Verse to Verse Verse against curse Curse against verse Thus how the writer strays- As oblong and obtuse and opaque it seems We all seek to hold on, Let go, there's no praise--- Inches of struggling and miles of distraught- Milligrams of nothingness all for naught--- Reckless abandonment instilled in the night- A curse of the darkness protested the light--- Poets are closets dressed down to size- disrobing a sacrament the grail's disguise--- One can sound hopeless Do I this night? Words are my wings Poetry my flight--- |
 Eddie Draper is a Mississipi Delta native who now lives in Nashville where he's a musician and writer. Write him at Gravelroadmusic. To read more of Eddie's writing, click here: Oven-fried chicken . . . and more Poems Want to leave a comment about Eddie’s poems? Please visit our Message Board or write Ye Editor at bethjacks@hotmail.com. Back to USADEEPSOUTH - I index Back to USADEEPSOUTH - II index |