PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I storn a boat and made a prail lucent

ambergrose for the fettered wind

holocaust survivors plant antidote 

for the furnace of course

zyklon b is the agent

catch him fast he's on a tangent

would you savor till the last mark at dawn

a hooded man came about face

and there in that space stood

the darling of daughter's lenore