Photography © Glenn Bowie
River of the Sun
Her horse drinks
from the river of the sun
and against the winds of time
she will run
a backdrop of innocence
till nights curtain falls
the desert high and lonesome
a raven on a limb
on a whim she calls
I lie as still as the rain
that falls
underneath the stars
under a blanket of tomorrow
that calls
I’ve come to know my dreams
have promised to only take me
so far
I’ve told her that words
will pass before your eyes
like a wink from a blind man
you buy him a drink
in a glass made of wishes
and you fill it
with blue sky
Her voice is hoarse
from calling to no one
for so long
her soul drinks
from the river of the sun
her heart
sings along with the wind
sings the Earths
beautiful song
Her horse drinks
from the river of the sun
and against the winds of time
she will run
she marks her trail with lost love
I know
I’ve always known
Dreams fall from above
I know
I’ve always known
I’m not
her only one
Glenn Bowie is a published poet, lyricist, musician and photographer from the Boston area. He also owns and operates an elevator company that supplies custom-built elevators for clients from New England to Hollywood. The author of two poetry and photograph collections (Under the Weight of Whispers and Into the Thorns and Honey) from Big Table Publishing, he donates all profits from his books to various charities for the homeless and local animal shelters.