You will, at the shore of Dead Sea find -
A collection, of small poetry of mine;
In an orb of some garbled type of salt -
See my life, my love, my remembrances,
In a holistic star of gestalt.
But there I fare - I am but a dullard,
Whose heedless surge of blood knows only
the plumage of ephemeral things,
Should the flight of time repudiate
the sorriest breed of hopelessness -
like a shore bird, from her returning,
descending to settle again, there
besides her calcified partner, by
a fountain of drinks life vilified -
praying still
for his soul to arrive
in a desolating ... kind of trill.
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Crowning Love
PoetryListen to his heart/ for the faint things that he wants - Halley's Crowning Love is an exploration of the forms and notions of carnal and incorporeal love, and other beautiful human things. A/N: The Roman numerics (I, II, III, etc.) are Groupers. Gr...
