He put me
A vague desire
To my tearless eyes
Bearing the burden, of
Days and nights;
Himself
Staying in peace, with
God and Grave
And, bellowing me
With
Unused dead-hands
To reach out
And comfort me!
Destiny Poets
Uniting and celebrating the best "Writers" and "Poetry" from around the world centred out of Destiny Church Wakefield
For those encountering this author for the first time,his oeuvre inhabits that borderland between what is clear and what remains opaque.