Sunday, November 30, 2008

"Poems echo down time..."

Poems echo down time...
a love song becomes a howl.
Haunted by the ecstasy of ancestors...
toe-tapping timeless tunes
writ by broken hearted legions...
perfume of ancient desire and tragedy lingers.
Dancing in a graveyard.
joy and sadness together...
"That's as close to God
as I wanna get."


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