(24 June 1842 - 26 December 1913 / Horse Cave Creek, Ohio)

As Heavy As Heaven

A small subtle shift in the cold cool wind,
Like dancing leaves progressing through invisible roads in the sky,
They land and they settle wherever they can find,
Like the intricate details within the thoughts and smiles of my mind.

If I can sit and play an instrument like the waves can play the sea,
I could sit here forever, only and only me,
If I could move like the sunlight when its hiding from the dark,
I would beat for just a moment like when I first gave you my heart.

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This was one of my 'daily poems' sent to me seemingly without rhyme nor reason. I was surprised at how contemporary his work would be now,2006. I could imagine him performing as the young passionate poets do, no notes, the possibility of adding sound such as snorts and possibly ironically placed swelling strings. This one I could see embellished with a couple of snorks at the end that Mary Walsh is so famous for. The ones that she produces with a whole donut in her mouth.