Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Morning Walk Moonset

My Songwriting class week two assignment



The full moon was setting
over the Potomac River
as I crossed Memorial Bridge
into Virginia
on my morning walk

She said, "what'cha doing baby,
walking across that bridge?"
"Just chillin," I replied.
She said, "Why don't cha
come here baby,
chill in my arms?"

NPR was banging my eardrums
a not so subtle attempt to
drown out my own thoughts
my denials turned into outrage
my anger morphing into depression

She said, "what'cha doing baby,
walking across that bridge?"
"just chillin," I responded.
She said, "Why don't cha
come here baby,
chill in my arms?"

1 comment:

  1. My peer reviewers did not like this song and gave me very low, below average technical scores. Guess it needs to stay as a poem!

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