Cleansing FiresA Poem by Franki ValeriedA collection
My Father;
Recovering from a night downtown His face down in the gutter My Brother; Violence embodied- Punching Loqui’s essence spreading cruel rumours Chicken Giblets on the pressure cooker Shadows fading Skin breaking. Scarlet. My fire to cleanse their sins © 2012 Franki Valerie |
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1 Review Added on May 13, 2012 Last Updated on May 13, 2012 AuthorFranki ValerieNewcastle Upon tyne, Northumberland, United KingdomAboutI'm a Medical Secretary/Admin officer for a Neuropsychology Service. I have loved writing since I could hold a pen and form a sentence. Please, if you like my writing, take a moment to leave a r.. more..Writing
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