My latest collection of writing, In The Wind These Words has recently passed the 500 page mark. My latest, Tattered Jacket is a great example of Following The Pen as I started with the thought of the jacket collar turn up against the wind. That thought was inspired by a line from a Simon & Garfunkel song, The Sound of Silence. What you read is where that thought took me.
Tattered Jacket
2.17.2018
I pull my tattered jacket close
Hunker down for another
Cold and lonely night
Knees to chest
Collar up
Head down
Don’t want to see my breath
It’s a reminder of my plight
A reminder of how I have
Hunkered down for another
Cold and lonely night
But I’ve made it all wrong
So it’s all up to me
To step into the warmth of the light
I’ve made it wrong
Now it’s up to me
To take the steps
To make things right
As the cold night’s wind
Knives against my back, it
Is a blessing to have
This tattered old jacket
There was a time
I did not appreciate
All that I had
But now it is not
Now I cherish
This tattered old jacket I’ve got
But I’d give it up
If it is what I’d have to do
I’d give it all up
Just to get back you
You see I’ve made it all wrong
So it’s all up to me
To step into the warmth of the light
To take the steps
To make things right
‘Til then I pull my tattered jacket close
Hunker down for another
Cold and lonely night