The Sun Sets To Shine Poem by Jon Levy

The sun sets to shine
The Moon leaves me blind
Late June and autumn combine
I have tingles down my spine.
Caressed by a holy lady
but she leaves when I start feelin achy
Metaphors for my delight
There's only trouble in sight.
Waiting for the winter glow
It all seems so simple when you don't know.
The ways of days in mazes
constantly contradicting with sudden crazes.
I thought this was just a phase
but my eyes stay in a constant glaze.
New age, Old Soul
I'm a little too happy though.
A little bit up and down
Replace a regular face with a sudden frown.
Dreams of a rural town
I'm a fiend for my thoughts profound
Caught in the city ways
Caught in a nonsense chase.
Tales of tails
the cat drinks the merchants ales
The man thinks of poets, but to no avail
A slave thinks of jail
because he gave everything tooth and nail
But there's no precense or sense
of cents or presents
he'd be better off being a grateful peasant.
Sometimes I wonder why we go on
Then the dusk is replaced by dawn
So quickly
So for at least for now I don't feel so sickly
My stomachs growling
My mommas hounding
Telling me to get out
But I didn't choose that route
The devil did
he gives me fits
now I'm on the side of the highway with a sweater I knit
A feather quilt
Can't measure how long I've been on this trip.
But I just keep going because I'm trying to get a grip
I'm hungry as hell, and hells got another membership
And it all started with that very first sip
The very first time my momma said 'Hello Kid.'