widdower (Remove filter)
Elegy by a poet
Cold, close-fisted
Gluttonous grave
Please release
My age-old friend
From gambolling fields
Schools,college
Working place
To blessed bed!
Cold, close-fisted
Gluttonous grave
Please release
My wife and my life
My life and my wife
My love and my dove
My dove and love,
For my heart is her tomb
She leased with love
From her mother's womb!//
A n old poet friend of mine once told m...
Wednesday 4th January 2017 1:56 pm
Recent Comments
keith jeffries on Mam
5 hours ago
M.C. Newberry on RESEARCH
9 hours ago
M.C. Newberry on Workout
9 hours ago
M.C. Newberry on EIGHTY - NOT OUT
9 hours ago
Reggie's Ghost on Hebridean Graves
10 hours ago
David RL Moore on EIGHTY - NOT OUT
10 hours ago
Reggie's Ghost on Grief Stricken
10 hours ago
Graham Sherwood on EIGHTY - NOT OUT
10 hours ago
Cassandra Louise on My paradise, my room
10 hours ago
Cassandra Louise on Aisha Suleman
11 hours ago