A Cumbrian Lament

Poem By Tom Higgins

I lay me down in the shadows,
'cos I got drunk tonight,
I lay me down in the shadows,
'cos getting drunk ain't right,
I lay me down in the shadows,
cos you won't let me in,
I lay me down in the shadows,
between the shed and the wheely bin!

I'm lying down in the shadows,
and it's freezing cold out here,
I'm lying down in the shadows,
knowing my nice warm bed's so near,
I'm lying down in the shadows,
and the frost grows on my clothes,
I'm lying down in the shadows,
and there's ice growing from my nose!

I fell asleep in the shadows,
will this be my swansong?
I fell asleep in the shadows,
was what I did so wrong?
I fell asleep in the shadows,
am I so bad amongst men?
I fell asleep in the shadows,
will I ever wake up again?

Comments about A Cumbrian Lament

I love the rhythm and repetition here, couldn't keep from giving it a bit of melody! Niiiiiice.
Great lines of mighty ideas, I love this poem, perfect repetition. I love you!


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