Everything is tough

Every thing is tough
I sit quietly,
In the heart of the raven,
As the sparrow circles my head,
Black bird, black bird,
I beg of you,
Please keep my secret,
For no one knows,
I watched Bukowski,
Outside the castle grounds,
In Schweteingen,
His body limber,
His mind alive,
As he drank sweet wine,
In the eye of the storm,
Fruits of passion,
Burned deep within his heart,
As he admired the beauty of the distance,
Between two souls,
Hiedelberg watched in glee,
As he recited,
A lifetime of forgotten poetry,
Strolling arm in arm,
With destiny,
The key,
Keeper of his soul,
To sit safely,
Deep in thought,
For how else can you write the poetry?
Of immortality,
If your script is full,
Los Angeles, city of angels,
Rejoice in honor of your adopted son,
Be humbled for everything is tough,
Andernach,Andenach,
I salute you,
For did you know,
A genius was born,
Everything is tough.

Everything is tough

Rocky Loder

Joined April 2009

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the words of a simple man in honor of the poetry of a genius…ode to Bukowski…dedicated to the writings of an inspirational friend of mine…

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