Short Achor Poems

art page
glazed
worded wonderings
truth never searchs
truth knows truth

oh
how
why
must

we plead
what hands
past my arms
reaching for me

what less have we
that our flesh breathes
breath by breath tell me
calm me before

storm oh storm
my heart beats past
the rain

heard you calling
yesterdays done
sinking as an achor
what hold has
a
ship

on me

clouds that fury shell
breathes what shell
what gates have
you opened
to hell
?...

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