Monday, August 13, 2012

Bruce Cockburn


you see the world through round wire rims
bright eyes magnified  

you play the world through six steel strings
flashing fingers a blur 

you sing the world through constant reedy tenor
tilted head resonating 

you story the world through poetic verse
life captured truly 

round world of need and blood and bright sun and miracle
within rim of your song


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