for the beautiful ones

[DrGeordie]

Another short one. At the time I wrote this I was reading a lot of Kerouac so I stole some lines and images. There's also so me mangled Oscar Wilde in there.

We all walk in the gutter
but some of us are looking for the stars
those crazy twinkling diamond lights in life
The colourful mad ones who remind us that sometimes we can soar and sing.
Those ones who burn like fabulous yellow roman candles twisted through a fractured jewel
Hobos and hipsters,poets and priests
the people with fire in their veins that burns like a beacon to lead us children of paradise through the deserts of darkness into the promised land
So as my heart begins to rise a moth to their light I strike up a tune
and sing my song to the beautiful ones

[Rhabbi]

Thank you for another nice poem.