March 25, 2019

Scott Walker

By sjlavery

Up early,
dreams pulling
at my bedclothes.
A song slumbered,
but never woke.
Breakfast beckoned –
black coffee and toast.
With an accompaniment
of world news.
Scott Walker has gone.
To the big sleep.
To the Seventh Seal.
To Montague Terrace in Blue.

This entry was posted on Monday, March 25th, 2019 at 10:51 am and tagged with , , , and posted in Poetry, Scott Walker, Sean Lavery, SJ Lavery. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.

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