Willie Rambles

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  • Probably Nothing, Hopefully Something

    You took a chance; you made a plea. To have this dance, to set us free. My tender heart, its rapid pace. Your glowing eyes, angelic face. I’m sorry that I couldn’t see What you had tried to offer me. For while my soul had longed embrace, My head was in another place. Read more

  • The Man on the Hill

    We’re still not sure if the man could ever hear us. Peter Holloway says he spoke to him once. We know he’s lying. Peter Holloway is always lying about these sorts of things. The town hadn’t known what to make of it when he’d first appeared. Farmer McDonald had been the first one to spot Read more

  • Here and There

    I don’t know how it happened And I don’t know what to do. I had drowned myself in sorrow For a lifetime or a few. Then I thought I’d found an answer When the heavens showed me who. As I watched my heart find solace While your loving care was new. I was happy in Read more

  • The Water’s Fine

    I made this. To let you know. It was for me. And it still is. She dances in my head. And she won’t stop. And I won’t stop her. That’s for her, I think. I look, sometimes. What more will there be? Is she there? Or has this already happened? If you were to ask Read more

  • With

    In fleeting moments of serenity, I gaze at shimmering crystals from a distance. It is always the same. Again, I find infinity. O, tantalizing beacon, I lay my soul down before you. Fare thee well, And leave me be in my familiar hollow. Let me bathe in proximity. Let me bask in proof. I am Read more