Oh, Where Did That Voice Go?

Painting and poetry by Rick Mobbs

Oh, where did that voice go?
Where did I put it?

there is an old man
in a gutter
and he calls his
voice his daughter
and he sings -

come to me, girl,
come to me, girl,
I miss you so badly
I feel so lonely
come to me, please,
come home, please,
won’t you
come home, please
I’m lost here
without you…

And the trees sing
every evening
but the old man
can’t hear them
because he’s
not listening,
no, he’s
not listening…

Rick Mobbs January 2008