snippet from Stories I Need to Tell
Stories I Need to Tell
the poem i wrote for you

a loud pulpit voice
pressed me
into the earth
yours, sometimes bitter
always sweet
lifted me
from that grave
until I saw earth again
reborn
a carpet I could lie on
without sinking

4

This author has released some other pages from Stories I Need to Tell:

1   2   4   8  


Some friendly and constructive comments