As my tears fall at your feet
You stare at me in disbelief...
Inspired by the poem "Repairs" by Andrew...
Tools flood the garage...
Seems like only yesterday
Cradling you in my arms...
All the abuse that I have seen
Has left me standing in a dream...
On the morn of 14th October 1881
with a light wind that was blowing...
Upon your mossy banks I lay
As dawn gave birth to piercing day...
His
rage had...
I wrote this poem for my brother. i hope one day...
i think about what to say...
There is a girl i liked she was so sweet
and also bright...
You, poet,
with your toes clenched in river mud...
I was a crack in the mirror
or was I a mirror with a crack...
She still lives on the old place,
in the same house all four of the children were...