How long has it been,
since we’ve talked?
Did I cause the change,
the new attitude
in your walk?
Do you still hurt?
Could you still care?
Why won’t you say something
Decrepit church stuck on the hillside, steep
ascent unto the clearing up a path
well-hollowed out by fervent feet. There is
no fervour in my tired heart - and still,
suppose I chanced upon...
Sanctuary # 3
Yes this is a multiple part series of short poems dedicated to a very special someone who has been instrumental in my returning to writing. I don't know for sure how many parts it will be so keep...
Scenes from a Nursing Homeby
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