Unknown authors,bleached bones,lost words and a thick accent?

I sometimes
Hang out
In second hand bookstores
I like tings
Used,worn,tattered and torn,
dey accept
me second hand clothes
me worn jeans
me weathered shoes
me old mans hat
And me young mans news,
For dey seas me
Inhaling words
Writing poetry in me mind
I am of this time?
I like da smell
Of old books
I savor the word
I snatch dem out of tin air
As dey struggle
To escape me grasp
After years of confinement
They entice me
Unknown authors
Forgotten
Lost to the world
Yet known to me
But still unknown
For who am I
But a simple man
With a pen and pad
Searching
For the words of the lost
As the setting sun
Ignites the clairvoyant sky
I see ten thousand verses
Smoldering in my mind
Ten thousand more
Yet to be written
For I am of this world?
I hide them within me bones
me blood,me sweat,
me tears, tears, tears,
I shed dem freel
As I curse da ink
Flowing within MY veins
To be bleached
In the salty
Summer sun
For I too
Wander this world alone
Without a home
I am of this world?
And will forever be unknown………………….

Unknown authors,bleached bones,lost words and a thick accent?

Rocky Loder

Joined April 2009

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