Don’t Cry
A poem for a departed friend.
A poem for a departed friend.
On ocean breezes, Windswept sand Waves of vibrant light With wings like swan And heart of grace Making pearls opalescent I’ve waited for thee…
I. You speak in palindromes: war is peace, peace is war. To tell me that someone is fighting for my freedoms is to regurgitate…
Do not fall victim!
The dress of a funeral march.