John Perreault Poems
- Shoe A road can't be as sad as a shoe is sad when a shoe ...
- Boomerang Why is everything I do in my life like a ...
- After Silence After science, we have perfumes of various ...
- Readymade The Venus Fly Trap (1) A Beautiful Plant!
- The Ballad Of The Squalus I ran into an old time sailor, up ...
- The Metaphysical Paintings 1. The Enigma of ...
- The Ballad Of Louis Wagner The fog peers in the windows, ...
John Perrault is a lawyer, teacher, poet, and balladeer. Over the years he has performed his songs and poems in numerous venues throughout New England, including The New England Folk Festival, The Maine Festival, The Prescott Park Arts Festival, Chautauqua, Writers' Day for the New Hampshire Writers' Project, The Maine Writers Conference, The Seacoast Writers Conference, Passim, The Stone Church, and countless libraries, schools and coffee houses. He is the author of Jefferson's Dream, The Ballad of Louis Wagner and other New England Stories in Verse, and Here Comes the Old Man Now. He was poet laureate of Portsmouth, NH, 2003 - 2005. more »
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A road can't be as sad as a shoe is sad
when a shoe can't read.
I can't read either.
And I have given away all my clothes
and gone away so far
that no one will even remember that I've gone
nor how far I went when I was here.
For a road can't be as crazy as a ranch is mad
when a ranch can't sing.
I cough. I spit. I jump up and down
and I run around like a headless rooster.
Me too. I am not lonesome. I am gregarious.
I make friends with the curbstone even.
But a shoe can't be as pretty as a wheel when it's turning
or a tunnel ...