A tribute to Ron Cox

by | May 10, 2019

Michael Jones

Your body may be cold
But your warm heart still glows in mine

I race to sieze your fading embers
Hoping to etch fiery lines around our memories
Before the outline of them fades from view
Fogged and obscured by so many necessary, unimportant things.

We now contemplate a world without you
Your memory walks ghostlike among our thoughts,
Cold steps now tracing the former paths
The worn ruts brings us comfort.

We smile knowingly as you’re passing by
Minds aflash with your slowly forming smile
Thoughts of your shade moving across the tender ground
When the music plays
We dance the dance with you
And you are with us once again

Broken Loser

POETRYMichael JonesI’ve been a broken loser I won’t deny the truth My life flashed before my eyes To days of tender youth This isn’t who I always was I once was good and true Now rain pours in unhindered There’s no shelter, there’s no roof The damage that I’ve done It...

I never knew you

POETRYMichael JonesI never knew you I thought I did Deep calls to deep In my heart, not my head The rushing water of us Is now but just a stream We float away, the distance grows Was it only just a dream? The deep waters of us Never touching, never blending The...

The Ascension

POETRYMichael JonesHow can winning come from dying? How can truth prevail from lying? That He rose There’s no denying The guilty are set free. He’s in Heaven No one’s crying He roars like thunder His glory shining To see His face We all are pining The prisoners are...

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