I don't claim the title 'Poet', but over the years I have entertained ideas in the form of written word, that I know didn't belong in a song. I've chosen a few of my favorites works here to share with you. Wes poetry, wow...I'm scared, be nice to me all ye critics. Enjoy... –W
THEWRITER
Well I could close my eyes and think of you
Or I could keep them open and have some moments
Some moments are water
Some are fire
And right now I'm burnt baby so let's go with the river
I keep a notebook with all my thoughts
I often shop for thoughts
A moment
A declaration of demeanor
We all have them but it's the writers job to grab them
It's a good job
A sad job sometimes but definitely a good one
ROSARY
Rosary rosary 'round my neck
Carry the weight that I try to forget
Wrestle the devil that I try to be
Shine through the clouds so I can see
Rosary rosary it's tough to receive
Everything that you taught to believe
I ain't perfect but teach me to bleed
First into battle and last one to leave
Rosary rosary around my waist
Water to wine, fill up the vase
The grace up the street is the grace for me
The grace of the weak is the grace I need
FATHER
Father you should know that I'm turning into something you're not
Tell mother I'm not
I laid in bed for 30 days
Father you should know that I've been thinking about what you said
Tell mother I put it up and memorized the scripture she read