I Am Also One of His Finest
...I shriek as surreal spells strike
Scampering for somewhere to shelter
‘Dad…’I intoned like Isaac, on my handset
‘Is there no ram for the sacrifice?’
Father himself, stumped for words
Quakes like...
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Categories:
unbargained, deep, grief, innocence, leaving,
Form: Free verse
The Door Slams On Our Faces
...The door slams on our faces
And shuts out our beauties, boasts and brains
Out there are bubbly buds tended with keen hands
That knew not any of our lures and lores
The wells of hope we thought o...
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Categories:
unbargained, analogy, cry, death of
Form: Elegy