Genesis in MarchA Poem by Leslie Philibertdedicated to all those who take time to read my poetry, my thanks..The first six days; a cold stage waiting for snowdrop orphans;then the rest, the sky of constant sorrow breaking thanks to brittle light.The white bones devoid of recall, the crust of cold loam hanging alone.Travel this way again,missing on a thrown road. It waits.
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6 Reviews Added on February 28, 2015 Last Updated on February 28, 2015 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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