Journey of Joy---Tails
. . .... . .
when broken memory
drowned under chrome
of new moon,
revered rune fed
her hungry joy…
cheer nodded on porch door;
oh, ounce of hope
poured word of good omen…
.
.
.
groom gone, mocked
by wounded run
from enemy bomb,
red hydrogen on
deep ground: journey of
gunpowder fog , ebony…
mercy, mercy!
he roughed on,
he moved on
bore robbed order…
beyond doggone echo,
honored cup of God reborn
one more eve…
now , bound for home.
(a)
peaceful tidings to all soldiers who were
re-united with their families this holiday season
. . . . ..
Nikko’s HEADS OR TAILS Contest
By nette onclaud
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2012
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