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Bar Stool Angel
by Walter Jones (Age: 63)
copyright 12-31-2004


Age Rating: 13 to 127

 
In a tavern in the beginning of time
a drunk and me did sit and think
Roll the dice to a place that spots
will stake eyes upon a lost drink
Every where a fool sitting on a stool
during fading carols lost in time

Who will open her arms in the
evening breeze taking evil under
a saint’s smile see pretty color life

Jimmy seeking a love for the night
so lonesome on this the Christmas
Joe sets them up for a song ship
captain crew and then a picture of you
Cards sent in the course of the pageant
as the words lent from book kept

Who will open her arms in the
evening breeze taking evil under
a saint’s smile see pretty color life

Golden letters leap from the page
as wise men search for the king of ages
Will new men seek the same
a bit of good wine to dance and live
in the dine

Who will open her arms in the
evening breeze taking evil under
a saint’s smile see pretty color life

Windows covered in the mist of love
lend the dreams of forever in a death mile
Who carries my words across the stage
that answers my hungry page to living now

Who will open her arms in the
evening breeze taking evil under
a saint’s smile see pretty color life

Water slips past the parched lips of a dreamer
on his bed to death ’s window gasping
Write the words to a view shared
only by a few starched-pressed cleaned souls
left to wander

Who will open her arms in the
evening breeze taking evil under
a saint’s smile see pretty color life

Walking contradiction of daydream believers
singing for the souls along the way burned in memory
Willing footsteps leave the mind in a heart
search for the candle light to the place of forgiven self
Mother cries in awe and pain, life is a given
death is a question unanswered and in the anger of day I cry




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01-05-2005 Delaney Lindley    

I love this work. Very touching. Elegant and perfectly worded. My favorite line written line on here is "search for the candle light to the place of forgiven self" Sounds to me like you've almost found it.


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