SACRED SWORDA Poem by Patrick DonovanSacred sword against
my chest, tongue of steel, sharp
and cutting, speak to me tonight
of wounded hearts in the struggle for
love’s favor. Who wins? Who looses? Who leaves? Who stays? And who dies alone forsaken on this holy
ground of broken promises? Tell me now so I can sleep just
this night or sleep this night forever. © p. donovan © 2012 Patrick Donovan |
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Added on December 11, 2012 Last Updated on December 11, 2012 Author
Patrick DonovanShoreline, WAAboutPatrick was born in Cleveland, Ohio and was raised in a suburban community; Willowick, Ohio on the shores of Lake Erie. He grew up exploring the beaches of Lake Erie and climbing the tallest trees he .. more..Writing
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