Tuesday, June 22, 2010
haunted hope
A poem that give might give some expression to my current stage of being. Or it might not.
home
is there
while i am here
changing
home
becomes then
and i am here
now
changing
memories seep
to faded deeds
haunted
coloniser to migrant
tongued tied, in
church, old,
thriving to dying
grief to grow
time ticks
to new hopes
Posted by steve at 05:28 PM
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