Can you go to the wall
without a tear?
reflection of honor
in black
gash in ground
in heart
no, deeper
for the endless roll
goes on and on
in sacrifice
and always there
a mother, a brother
in arms
touching, touching,
touching
as if a finger tip
can bring back time
or warm a cold black
stone
~~ Phil Specht
3 comments:
that was a great poem live the pictures saying hi from the state for lovers
What can you say? The finger tip on stone says it all. Another trip into the other world just over the line.
Lovely, Phil
Stolen for Hannah. Wish you'd visit some time.
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