The bread of Mercy
11 September 2015
When you had grown old
Tired and worn out by life
Kissed dreamtime over
I watched over you
As you swam in oblivion
With memories wept
I handed you sight
That damned me to see untold
For clocks would not wind
You sank with the weight
Of history unfolded
To death of morrows
I cried for lost nights
For this place was a shelter
To our broken dreams
With last strength of age
You reached out to a light stream
Woven across Time
Thumbelina spread
Across infinity’s maze
The bread of Mercy
Wow!
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Thank you Blair. I am glad you like it
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Honest and powerful words. A worthwhile read.
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Thank you John. You really made my day!
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I’m glad. Your poetry is amazing. Need to be read by more people.
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I really appreciate your kind words and you reblogging me.
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Was my pleasure and you are welcome.
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Powerful and good words by a amazing writer. Please read and enjoy.
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Thank you so much John for sharing my poetry. Really appreciate your kindness
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You are welcome.
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