Xliv Poems - Poems about Xliv

*Reserata Carcerem XLIV* Yore, chewed churning curse sewn sage - ñ an urchin did he spit rasp rage; ñ bounty bicycle had h' ridden. Alas! Moist murk his tarred tog cl'ven. Anon, tottered by th' urchin's sire, 'n' apt acumen rehearsed...Read the rest...

Special, she came she finally came out out of the dark, the shadow cut down from the rope that binds leaving just The Word behind we are blind when we don't see not the surface but the grains of time, of circumstance leading...Read the rest...

Hero, “Love is a hero’s journey, and the hero’s journey is a noble but difficult path.” — Marianne Williamson winter wears and wanders in shaking and frigid each step taken ached, iced and frozen there's a...Read the rest...

IF YOU PULL A LONG BREXITING FACE : XLIV – 44 IF you pull a long-twisted Brexiting face Pulled three more years by Santa Theresa May « Eyes » to the Right and « Nose » to the...Read the rest...

UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: XLIV Don’t translate poems if you want yours read. A pain in the ass is a pain nevertheless. A « race" in any other language is still the shape of the nose. Every cloud hides shining gold...Read the rest...

IF ever I had a country : XLIV - XLV XLIV IF ever I had a country even beyond this galaxy And if ever I were by no stretch of the mind the very first - ever -...Read the rest...