The Price of Life
Poem About Life They still pick his pieces off the pavement, Careen. Puzzle pieces pick such somber songs. Astonished explanations, all strewn insides, vacant Empty manhood. Cheating mothers leave only nothing. Here he flies...
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Constant Wanderer
Poem I am a constant wanderer Whose home is scattered And whose feet never rest Among the numerous roads I have an urge to get lost I am a constant wanderer Whose limits are...
Welcome, Freedom
Poem Freedom – my shelter, my home! I forgot your kissing winds, I forgot your caressing hands. The way you make my heart pulse and throb, the way I am reaching out to...
Velvet Sky
Poem A new moon glistened And as we listened We could hear the virgins cry The gods were baying for their blood Up in the velvet sky The goat and the bull and...
To What Destiny of Mine
Poem To what destiny of mine I ask , O conscript fathers, so that I may have this query rejoined. I tour the western rim of the fluvius Tiberis as night pursues the...
Appointment
They are full today. It is a blocked date. We are dying to get in, everyone is dying; there is no room for death with nurses on vacation, so you’ll have to wait for...
