Poetry from Jerry Langdon

Light skinned man with dark short hair and a white collared shirt seated at an angle.
Jerry Langdon

When The Seasons Change

When the leaves turn

And the world starts to burn

Vibrant colors of joy return

When the seasons change.

When the air cools

And our sadness pools

We whine like fools

When the seasons change.

Everyday is a miracle

And we can enjoy the spectacle

It is so magical

When the seasons change.

We can turn over a new leaf

We only have to hold our belief

And it can be such relief

When the seasons change.

With the first snow

Everything seems to slow

This too will go

When the seasons change.

When the love birds sing

And the world thaws to spring

We made it through everything

When the seasons change.

In The Early Morning Rain

Got the word today

My buddy passed away

Got the word today

In the early morning rain.

With poppies in the hand

Tears drench the sand

Another life for this land

In the early morning rain.

It feels hell is so near

I could die right here

I just can’t see clear

In the early morning rain.

The poppies grow now

I feel so alone now

The poppies grow now

In the early morning rain.

We were brothers to the end

Our friendship will never bend

Know, we will fight to the end

In the early morning rain.

Now my head hangs low

With the sorrow I show

Hard to let you go

In the early morning rain.

With poppies in my hand

In the early morning rain

Tears drench the land

In the early morning rain.

I raise my glass to you

You helped me get through

I raise my glass to you

In the early morning rain.

From South-Western, Michigan, Jerry Langdon lives in Germany since the early 90’s. He is an Artist and Poet. His works bathe in a darker side of emotion and fantasy. He has released five books of Poetry titled “Temperate Darkness an Behind the Twilight Veil”, “Death and other cold things” “Rollercoaster Heart” and “Frosted Dreams” Jerry is also the editor and publisher of the literary magazine Raven Cage Zine poetry and prose. His poetic inspirations are derived from poets such as Edgar Allen Poe, Robert Frost and Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. As well as from various Rock Bands. His apparently twisted mind, twists and intertwines fantasy with reality.