Winds of Change

New one. written right now

Leave me, leave me, winds of change,

and sweep away what’s left of shame.

the plastic army faults and fanes.

So leave me, winds of change.

 

Lift me, lift me, winds of change,

and carry me through newborn bliss.

the plastic army seems too tame.

So lift me, winds of change

 

Goad me, goad me, winds of change,

push me out of sweet embrace.

the plastic army sees my face.

‘til winds of change, I cannot taste

 

Reviews

[C. C. Burl]

Wow, this is really cool. It's a little hard to understand but I'm starting to grasp it . . . maybe? Otherwise, bravissimo! Wonderful. Flora.