{"id":2565,"date":"2010-03-03T04:20:36","date_gmt":"2010-03-03T09:20:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.stephenpickering.com\/2010\/03\/03\/wheres-the-king\/"},"modified":"2010-03-06T05:32:04","modified_gmt":"2010-03-06T10:32:04","slug":"a-new-original-poem-wheres-the-king","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/2010\/03\/03\/a-new-original-poem-wheres-the-king\/","title":{"rendered":"Where&#8217;s the King?"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"posterous_autopost\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/03\/382px-BYR_color_wheel.svg_.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2580 alignleft\" title=\"382px-BYR_color_wheel.svg\" src=\"http:\/\/www.stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/03\/382px-BYR_color_wheel.svg_.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"176\" height=\"176\" srcset=\"https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/03\/382px-BYR_color_wheel.svg_.png 382w, https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/03\/382px-BYR_color_wheel.svg_-150x150.png 150w, https:\/\/stephenpickering.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/03\/382px-BYR_color_wheel.svg_-300x300.png 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 176px) 100vw, 176px\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<div class=\"posterous_autopost\">Where&#8217;s the King,<br \/>\nThe radiant crown?<br \/>\nAll winter long he&#8217;s been down,<br \/>\nDown to the ground,<br \/>\nDriven by a stake.<br \/>\nOh, how he pays for the glowing mistake.<\/div>\n<div class=\"posterous_autopost\">But I&#8217;ll take you in my arms at night.<br \/>\nAlice will soon find the cat,<\/div>\n<div class=\"posterous_autopost\">And everything will be alright.<br \/>\nThe lake will glitter with moonlight<br \/>\nWith the boxers exuberant by the pool<br \/>\nNot understanding where he&#8217;s at.<\/p>\n<p>Will we go to school<br \/>\nOr hooky down by the river<br \/>\nProtected by the Cottonwoods and the cool<br \/>\nShoals that makes our souls shiver?<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"posterous_autopost\">\n<p>An ant awaits us to give up our thoughts,<br \/>\nTo set our books down by the stream.<br \/>\nHe digs his hole in search of the literary dream,<br \/>\nthe fairy tale, the only thing<br \/>\nthat can truly be lived out in Spring.<\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;ll say I loved your wonderful musings<br \/>\nBut the sentence you wrote on Romeo&#8217;s confusing.<br \/>\nShouldn&#8217;t you kiss or at least hold her hand?<br \/>\nAnd let go of the reins like a romantic man?<\/p>\n<p>The Russians are under ground, you know,<br \/>\nDating bronze, silver, and golden girls<br \/>\nWho&#8217;ve built castles under the snow.<br \/>\nEach night I speak to them<br \/>\nTo see how their adventure&#8217;s turned.<br \/>\nPa Ruuski is not the language we speak<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s one you never heard<\/p>\n<p>Jesus&#8217; triangle sweeps the West.<br \/>\nBuddha&#8217;s the East.<br \/>\nThey say the great mountain fills the South<br \/>\nWith eternal life for he who sucks from it&#8217;s rivers mouth.<\/p>\n<p>But you should take your girl now<br \/>\nAnd go back to school;<br \/>\nBack to the chambers of the golden rule.<br \/>\nThere will be other times<br \/>\nTo play and frolic and rhyme.<br \/>\nCome back tomorrow and you&#8217;ll lose your sorrow.<br \/>\nCome back next week,<br \/>\nI&#8217;ll bring you the dream you seek.<\/p>\n<p>Catfish at night: the crickets delight.<br \/>\nThey belong in eternal June<br \/>\nHanging from the crescent Moon.<br \/>\nLay here for a moment, but then you must leave soon.<br \/>\nIsn&#8217;t that what your mind says?<br \/>\nBut rejoice, for you may leave your Soul here,<br \/>\nfor all of eternity, to swoon.<\/p>\n<p>Sent from my iPhone<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-size: 10px;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/posterous.com\">Posted via email<\/a> from <a href=\"http:\/\/stephenpickering.posterous.com\/wheres-the-king-0\">stephenpickering&#8217;s posterous<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Where&#8217;s the King, The radiant crown? All winter long he&#8217;s been down, Down to the ground, Driven by a stake. Oh, how he pays for the glowing mistake. But I&#8217;ll take you in my arms at night. 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