Poems from David Cannon
I heard the scream, and then thr wail
And then the aweful silence fell;
A screech, a thud, and the silent flood
Ran deep and quiet like the...
All yesterday, a rose faded,
Pressed inside a favorite book;
Broken binding, well worn pages,
Invitation- I often look.
_
Inside to read...
I am not the one to talk
With words of wisdom to light the way;
I am not the one to wait
In gardens bright or mansions grey.
I am not...
Was there a time
When I wasn't fine;
Where was my mind
When love was unkind?
A summer night's air,
I was caught unaware;
So full was the...
There is a time...
There was a time...
There might yet be a time,
When love is mine again.
But a fog blankets.
My heart with dispair;
There...