The Web Poetry Corner - Wesley A. Storer - Different Drummer
Different Drummer
by
Wesley A. Storer
Today the green rolling hills I wandered
My glooms surcease desiring to squander
suddenly a meadowlark's cheerful ringing
With resplendency his sweet song singing
clearly his cheery song he was bringing
I have seen you as you walk along so sad
Come nearer to me and you shall be glad
To see the enshrining essence that is me
Your great Poe could not as happily sing
No applause with his poor spirit resided
No heartwarming rapport with him reposed
Mozart made destitute by jealous friends
And Shakespeare was preserved by a queen
So come with me then poor man if you can
On warm Spring winds my sweetheart calls
With all her affections given only to me
The unfettering winds of perfect freedom
Sang this burnished lemony banana fellow
In his perfected tenor soprano contralto
My binoculars towards him closer brought
Then his visage closer allowed me to see
That the light was indeed a bright light
Truly enshrining the essence that was he
For her eyes alone was his light shining
The glorious golden light surrounding he
And he shared his wonderous gift with me
And we parted I a poorer but happier man