Golden locks

I need an Angel fix
'round the clock
cherub faced, golden locks,

with skin so thick ,

thick as the peeling fingertips 

of a solo guitarist.

I need an Angel fix
'round the clock
cherub faced, golden locked,

With a sentient voice
a voice so paper thin, 

just like onion skin.

I need an Angel fix
'round the clock
cherub faced, golden locks,

eight week old jeans

sleeping in the lean.

laundry rooms ; 

winter littered heaps,
shivering heroin style
curled and pressed a while

to marble.

I need an Angel fix
'round the clock
cherub faced, golden locks.

To step over the huddles
the hurdles, the jocks
and dreaming girdles
with nowhere to dream
of summer sandles dancing
lost lives of second chancing.

I need an Angel fix
'round the clock
cherub faced, golden locks

take them to the sweeping docks
to toss or to teach them
to swim with the sharks
in this great dim light of America
in my mind.

I can't stand it;
I can't lean it to
I can't lay it down.

I need the sun,

just one bright spot 

in the abyss.

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'Golden Locks'
Corset,
What is it about humanity? Hoping for an 'out of the ordinary bit of light? A spot of encouraging help? Maybe unexpected motivation? I felt these when reading your poem for Iv'e wished for the same myself at times. Sweet rhythm and a gallant smoothness in above poem. It was lovely! An angel fix is really needed in this world. I get it.
Blessings,
Kathy

[Corset]

Is it humanity I wonder, to reform and re introduce the homeless back into productive members of society? yes, it's about that, if you've ever seen a homeless person sleeping, there is something so peaceful about it.

[Corset]

humane...? Like Jacob so eloquently put..we've got enough sharks!

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Corset,
Yes and I appreciate your heart for these people all around us. I have a piece I wrote about the homeless on my site. I know a few of these folks myself.
Blessings,
Kathy

[h d e rushin]

this is a blues: repeat, repeat, repeat, refrain......and I understand the mood before the resignation hit me in the head....I love it...dana

[Corset]

it was indeed a blues that day Dana, thank you for your intuitiveness. (is that a word?)

[h d e rushin]

You asking me? You are the one who taught me the difference between your and you're and I still don't get it.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

When the darkness within surrounds the heart we reach for anything that will shed light on the path to hope.
Excellent writing.

[Corset]

What a beautiful review R&R, Thank you!

[Chris Shaw]

Sometimes all we need is a spot of sunlight for a bit of respite when we feel we are in an abyss. Standing and facing the sun, feeling it embracing the whole of you, is so energising. I can relate to these words Corset. The repetition works well.

Chris

[Corset]

Thank you Chris!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i love the repetition in this...drives home the feeling of futility and the longing for something to change for the good...like you say.."just one bright spot"----just one. There are more than enough sharks, unfortunately...more than enough.

j.

[Corset]

Thank you Jacob

[Coyote Poetry]

Me too dear Corset.
"I need the sun,
just one bright spot
in the abyss."
I need a tropical vacation that never ends. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Corset]

aw that sounds like just what I need too !! Thank you Coyote, I wonder have you ever slept in the snow? He seems so peaceful, one thing is for sure hes not feeling any bugs or cold right now.

[Coyote Poetry]

I have been a soldier. Lay in snow often. Wasn't too much fun. You are welcome dear Corset.

[Corset]

I haven't ever, did you feel the cold when you were sleeping?

[Coyote Poetry]

Not really. Isolated sleeping bag and mat. Warm gear for the Winter for the soldier.

[Corset]

glad to know that