Windblown Rhymes

Shipwrecked souls along the street

begging your eyes and ears.

Some wave broke on this concrete

and left them stranded here.

It's a thousand years since yesterday

when they rode so fast and high

on the shadows and sunshine of their windblown rhymes.

"Follow me" they seem to cry,

parading, waving flags --

holy robes, leather and studs,

green hair and trendy rags.

Just put on some shades and they'll show you

the way the blind lead the blind

through the shadows and sunshine of their windblown rhymes.

And where will these street wise men

and their mean street wisdoms be

when the morning sun shines clearly

on the dark side of their dreams?

You might find some pieces

in the ruins left behind

of the shadows and sunshine of their windblown rhymes.

Rough cut video posted to YouTube 8/22/11. Click here to watch the video.