Poetic Cries

Lain in bed dreaming

Of hallowed whispers

Spoken in baritone harmony

Mind manifesting cries

In instrumental song

That sing soothing melodies

To my wailing heart

I'm held by a symphony

Of falling teardrops

That dance

To a love ballad

Of drunken romance,

While hymns I pen,

And my crushed comforts

Are captured

By cracked stanzas…

My poetic cure will

Forever be tuned

In chords

Of expletive

Love

Lay