Harpers Ferry

We used to dance

In Harpers Ferry

We used to sing

And dream out loud

 

But it’s all quiet now

Since they hung John Brown

 

And I’m never gonna leave

 

There’s no queen anymore

And the rivers all run dry

It’s so hot down here

Since the winters last good bye

 

Please don’t leave me

In Harpers Ferry

‘Cause here some things they float

And some things they fall

 

Now my blue eyes

Have turned to grey

And these words I write

Have lost their meaning

 

But I’m never gonna leave

No I’m never gonna leave

Harpers Ferry

 

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64 thoughts on “Harpers Ferry

      1. Rita

        No, I tricked you! I’ve been working in the background on my original site and I merged them a little while ago. I’m about to post a test to see if it worked and you see it in Reader.

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      2. Rita

        I’m sneaky like that. You gotta keep an eye on me! LOL Let me know if you don’t mind, if you see a post come up from the original blog – Flawed Pearls.

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  1. Stories, your poem, “Harpers Ferry”, has such a lyrical appeal. Love what you’ve done here, calling attention to a historical event, “Since they hung John Brown” and the raid on Harpers Ferry. Wonderful tribute! I like when a poem has a lot going on, more than just words on paper, you’ve done that, given us much more than words on paper, you’ve given us something to chew on. Really well done! Hope your well, enjoy your week. ~ Mia

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