Kim Van Breda Poet Cowboy Poetry

Travail

TRAVAIL

place your bets then roll dice twice
test the tale of death and life
call forth a need for God
plains of trust not doubt
pray tell us please
as it is
fill my


needs…

where that
sad heart bleeds
like stale sick jokes 
that form the march
to raise pure white flags
in time like dark dire rhyme
lift me out of my own ways
up to the light that plays my soul


© Kim van Breda—6 July 2015 (8-1-8 “INFINITIAN”— NEW FORMAT by Ian Guyler)

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