May 23
Either icy dogs of hell below,
Or singing larks of haven above.
'Sanctuary!' you call.
But penitentiary calls to me,
Calls to me to run, and heave, and live.
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Poetry For The Lost People
Poetry365 observations and comments about society, life and love throughout 2022. Come with me on my journey day by day, as I write what I've always wanted to say. There is no method or planning, just thoughts and perceptions about the way of the world. A...
Wolves & Larks
May 23
Either icy dogs of hell below,
Or singing larks of haven above.
'Sanctuary!' you call.
But penitentiary calls to me,
Calls to me to run, and heave, and live.
