O little root of a dream
you hold me here
undermined by blood,
no longer visible to anyone,
property of death.
Curve a face
that there may be speech, of earth,
of ardor, of
things with eyes, even
here, where you read me blind,
even
here,
where you
refute me,
to the letter.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Thief
- Sonnet # 9 by Luis A. Estable
- Extempore Reply to an Invitation by Robert Burns
- An Arundel Tomb by Philip Larkin
- Of Clementina by Walter Savage Landor
- When The Green Lies Over The Earth poem – Angelina Weld Grimke poems | Poems and Poetry
- Haiku by Robby Charters
- Sonnet 24: Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled by William Shakespeare
- Mammary Tunes by Mark R Slaughter
- Joy In Martyrdom by William Cowper
- Tame Cat poem – Ezra Pound poems
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 39. Old warder of these buried bones poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- On The Tomb Of A Priestess Of Artemis by Sappho
- Talk by Stephen Vincent Benet
- Владимир Высоцкий – Космонавту Ю. Гагарину
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