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Near Water's Edge

from Folk Tales by Vincent Mische

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Smiled at the sunshine
Clapped my hands over my eyes
and landed on the grass.
The birds they were singing
the news they were bringing
was good news and I knew that it would last.
It rained so hard last night
The grass was still wet too
I didn't know if it was raindrops or dew on the grass.
On the grass.

Peeked through my fingers
saw a lonely cloud had lingered
after the rains had fallen down.
Sometimes it gave me shade
not too long did it stay
it's like it didn't want to bother anyone.
The wind blew it slow
south of Minneota
heard it was hot there
They'd be happy that it'd go on to pass.
On to pass.

From the grass I stood up straight tall and laughed
as a gust caught up and took my hat
and dropped it into a stream.
As the current took it around the bend,
knowing I'd never see that hat again,
I wasn't willing to lose my steam.
Near water's edge I grabbed some mud
and threw it in my eyes.
I wasn't particularly blind
but perhaps it would help me see better.
C better.

Now that I had on my beauty mask
there were questions I'd wanted to ask
I've wanted to ask you for so long.
When I try I gain a speech impediment
one day I'll get way ahead of it.
I'll just white you wa yo wone sawng!
The trees and the bees
will teach me to shelter and sting.
I'll learn all I can
or turn tail on these things to write a letter.
A letter.

I inhaled so deep I coughed a bit
Haven't lit up a cigarette since I quit
it seems I've started a fire in your heart.
My feet told me I should go
what direction I didn't know
my choices were to stop or start.
The moon was in the sky
the sun was setting fast
I didn't recognize
the houses I walked past into the town.
To the town.

Found my home on Redwood street
Hunkered down didn't have much to eat
except rice lentils and beans.
Called you and the boys and girls
to invite you all to come over
but it look like only I was hungry.
I let my mind unwind
thoughts and feet had to stir
I guess that I was glad at the world I had found.
I had found.

Smiled at the sunshine, clapped my hands over my eyes and landed on the grass!

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from Folk Tales, released May 7, 2016

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Vincent Mische New London, Minnesota

I'm a songwriter. I write lyrically astute songs that mean something to me. My age doesn't matter to me, and if it matters to you, I am 25 years old. The town I live in doesn't matter to you, but it matters to me, and it is called Willmar. My state is good. Minnesota is home to me. Of course other people lived in Minnesota, and I don't know them. If I knew somebody, it wouldn't matter... ... more

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