Silly Like a Goose
I had a gal, she was the prettiest gal. She turned me on then turned me loose. Now she won’t even be my pal. Silly like a goose. Silly like a goose yall. Silly you are, silly you’ll always be.…
Nathan Moore
Rules
It’s so hard to say goodbye to the nightcrawler poet. The one who can’t help it ’cause he’s drunk. I keep sayin I’m goin straight in the mornin’. But I’ll be stronger in the morning than I thunk. I’ve seen…
Ruins
I sing for people and places, all outer spaces I’ve traveled to castles with kings. I’ve sipped wine from the vine in courtyards with pools fed by springs. Now I’m standing in the ruins. With the music they played on…
Rolling Home
I can’t believe all I’ve seen is over. I can’t believe how beautiful it’s been so far, so far. I road the roads New York to San Francisco. Took ten years to make it to the Shenandoah and quite a…
The Richest Man Alive
I been wiping my ass with paper towels. Living on mac and cheese. I been hanging out at the local bars with a look on my face that says please. I been rolling cigarettes from butts out of the ashtray.…
The Real World
It’s a very big world for such a little boy. Mercy Mary scared of shadow shows you to a chair. And dons a morning spun from golden somethings sweet and pure as light comes and dances in her hair. And…
Quanah
Quanah smells a flower. Goes looking for that flower. Wants to be where such a flower grows. He climbs down his tower and there’s a little shower CFC but he doesn’t mind, it feels good on his toes. He crosses…
Protest Song
It’s hard to write a protest song, to love your enemy, to know right from wrong. It’s hard to know what to say in such strange company. Who to Jesus pray while sending children to their graves. He was not…
Plastic Pony
I say, Let me on that plastic pony! Stop the carosel! But it just keeps on spinning. I say, Let me get used to something, get to know it well. But it all just keeps on beginning. I can’t sit…
Phoebe Poem
Sittin in the shades of green in chickadee trills and the air is wet. I pet my dog and he knows what I mean, this is as good as I get. The radio announces explosions one by one, the bees…