The abyss forms a river that enters the plains as a torrent, then a malicious stream.
Enclosed by body after body of the condemned, tender for another’s pain
Held in place until the sorrow makes us wise.
Well penned Michael!!
Love Tinka
Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)
Reviewed on August 18, 2003
..the embers died?..hmm...somewhere they still show red-black sparks..perhaps you'll be happy as larks...Oh I do have to see the light side of everything...
Excellent write...
vesna
A collection of love poetry both relatable and unique.. Poems both joyful, playfu , yearning and romantic. The Poet has exposed his heart and soul in words of love and admiration. Take a journey through the thoughts of a Contempary poet of love. Poet
Enclosed by body after body of the condemned, tender for another’s pain
Held in place until the sorrow makes us wise.
Well penned Michael!!
Love Tinka
Excellent write...
vesna
Reindeer
((((Hugs))))
~Nikki~
beautifully penned write, my friend--well done
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :)