David Brown Poet Free verse

Grinding Towards Salvation

My soul feels the hard rub of  life
so relentless, this flinty grinding 
as I cram through narrow passages, 
crawling on my hands and knees 
towards the salvation of your touch

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Eileen Manassian February 2, 2015 at 12:33 PM OH MY! This is lovely, David. That last line is devastatingly beautiful. David Brown February 2, 2015 at 7:03 PM Thank you, my kind and lovely friend, I so appreciate your feedback.

Laura Leiser February 1, 2015 at 10:03 PM Excellent poem with great descriptive imagery! Thanks for sharing! David Brown February 2, 2015 at 11:54 AM Thank you so much for the kind comments Laura