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Poem
moving the human
heart far
afield
like birds with broken
backs singing
praises to the
pain of
saints
pain makes a wounded
God take
notice
some noble cause held
captive by the dirty
virtues of
man
a rock upon which
to break the blue
skies of
heaven
Published 5th Oct 2023
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5th Oct 2023 3:37am
5th Oct 2023 1:10pm
Thank you, crimson. It looks like we are in the same place mood wise.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
28th Oct 2023 1:00am
That closing stanza delivers an imaginative and powerful message.
Nicely done.
Nicely done.
28th Oct 2023 8:03pm
