inspirational poetry

shades of night were falling fast
i stood by the open casement
she knows a cheap release
i stand in the cold gray weather
it was a tall young oysterman
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
i hold your heart
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
what was it the engines said
tell me
just as my fingers on these keys
they ask me where i've been
do you hear the rain?