The EscapeA Poem by Leslie Philibertsometimes it`s not worth itThere is a door in the sky For those who wish to escape From the nurse`s worried glance To red lights that turn in the street, From the soft tread of a priest`s shoe To a latinate fast finger of magic, From the over-the-top of Flanders To the heavens that play dice; This is more life than you need; For those who wish to escape There is a door in the sky.
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11 Reviews Added on August 11, 2014 Last Updated on August 11, 2014 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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