Orion’s Arrow
‘Til his arrow falls pierces painless, silencing a heart.
verses and musings of j stoeckmann, all rights reserved.
‘Til his arrow falls pierces painless, silencing a heart.
so i raced straight into the lights,
in a verse that whispers rhymes and rhythms to itself
Comes the frost upon our windowpane
When one in the forest falls Taller than all the others My sweet Indian friend it calls He knows and