Do not let the news man train you how to see.
give me starsto look each nightand I’ll free myself from the weight of years
Words, with their softness and might
Letting us ache in desolation
Welcome to the funeral for my anguish,as I have her divinity to drown in instead.She wrote…
I resist my pain,but I know that feeling itwill free up my soul.
A fading poem needs a lullaby to cradle the poet’s mind in its loving arms and sing her to sleep the poet is its only lover…
Dedicated to someone special