| Give me the keys to Creation
hello poem�. this is the poem I wrote when I was trying to write a poem; if it�s a poem at all it�s got strength in it and love, lust and affection it�s got lush green trees and red soil, it�s got highways and field paths and birds and nests it�s got rain puddles sun shiny queens and a verandah with a rocking chair I feel thunder The one I wrote yesteryear had secrets of sleuths and foreign hotels it had strings and biting off tags and sins, rages, jealousy it had speeding cars and swinging lights bitten nails and fear it had torn down fences and a trickle down a chilled glass ~shalome |