ReturnA Poem by Leslie Philiberta look at a picture that cannot be seenSo Jesus came to church as a ghost, and claimed to have said goodbye without meaning it. This is his story - the chalice and the frame that made him known, cunning dust, half songs and the Hellenic rows in fields without perspective. This is his house ; a roof with an unknown end. an upturned ship, a lost atrium with sharp air. But he cannot trust himself not to touch, and muses, look, you are heedless ; buried in beads.
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7 Reviews Added on October 10, 2012 Last Updated on October 10, 2012 AuthorLeslie PhilibertBavaria, GermanyAboutI`m not important. I just want to write a couple of good poems. Just read what I write. That`s enough. more..Writing
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