she struts along
her swinging locket
against her skin
and puts her hands
in her back pockets
the ritual begins
her long red hair
and freckled face
a smile enlightening
long slim legs
keep steady pace
a sight delighting
so radient
so beautiful
every man's dream
intelligent
she's no one's fool
held in high esteem
she struts along
the gazes many, it
seems she's in the zone
yet, with her hands
in her back pockets
she still walks alone
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poems inspired by BOB DYLAN'S ... 'Desolation Row'
PoetryPoems inspired by the lyrics to this amazing song by Bob Dylan. It is an experiment in writing the first thing that basically pops into my mind. Will probably be some strange stuff in this collection. The painting is a depiction of Desolation Row by...
