Your Twenty Feet From The Door
You are flanked. All around is greed and corruption, your twenty feet from the door of hope and light. Will you make it against glazed eyes of intolerance and hatred,…
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The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
You are flanked. All around is greed and corruption, your twenty feet from the door of hope and light. Will you make it against glazed eyes of intolerance and hatred,…
I am the mystic nothing and nothing is what man ? becomes all emotion lies in living life. Form a cruel joke for the kindest of emotions earth will be…
Man of silence man of faith he sits in the corner in candlelight by the stone wall, beneath are beasts that keep him warm. Their breath in night time lulls…
I’ve seen smiles and relatives in carpets, sweet faces within the leaves and branches therein. Whole worlds in hedgerows shapes everywhere, I guess they know who we are they are…
What is the truth if the book isn’t near to any truth. In and by any medium, means prophets to sooth not cure, all you believe goes as the fire…