he speaks
cojoles, teases,
implies
as if he knows all that has been and will ever be
she just wants to be free,
like a quarterback on Sunday
wantin' to move down that field
and
trippin' on steps made
for those over three
his freedom is
not the same as hers
in the realm of love"
of rights and wrongs
and invisible constraints
that pull like the white of the straight jacket
that strangles the life from
the virtuous woman
she needs to be
yet she's tackled
like a quarterback on Sunday
wantin' to move down that field
and
trippin' on steps made
for those over three
when earth sleeps
and the north winds blow
as the ravens make their turn about town
with their tail feathers all aglow
what do the ravens know?
image source: Train_Tracks_2_by_batsforlashes
and so 'not' related to my poem.
take a listen to an awesome new song with Daughtry and Vince Gill ~ here, by pressing the orange button, once you are on the site:
http://www.elyrics.net/read/d/daughtry-lyrics/tennessee-line-lyrics-18.html
*I met Vince a few years ago, what a sweet man!...Even tho' I rarely listen to country music these days, I will always have a soft spot for Vince.
and kudos to Richard Marx for bringing these two together!
He's not only a brilliant songwriter but just plain, brilliant!
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