Hollow eyes of age.......
Bloodshot trail of second chances......
BROKEN MAN
Hollow eyes of age Bloodshot trail of second chances Window to his flagging soul Ashen evanescence Forsaken dreams Etched in quagmire fissures His ghastly ancient face No longer recognizable To those who deem him dearly Days of glory past Mystic morose irony Once so proud and vibrant This day Cowering Chapfallen Fractured Reduced to a fragile shard Caustic trail of tears Moist with acrid agony He longs for noble death A warrior’s funeral pyre Inanimately suspended In acrimonious purgatory Hells inferno Stoked by mental illness Shattered egos terminal diagnosis Have mercy on this knurled rolling stone Seeking peace In all the wrong places
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
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