This poem reflects my exploration of new techniques and styles. I hope you enjoy. I welcome your comments and critiques.
we’ve done what? there’s a trust for us not. love does not from afar turn to dust. do not bar my brown eye or do mar my grasp spry. who’d hold you as you cry? one’s vs. two is warmer, an ace woo.
If you enjoyed my poem, perhaps you will enjoy my new publication, “Greatest of These”. There write theological musings about love and the other virtues, faith & hope, from a Christian theological perspective.