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Gold cherry

By john_silver

Tue, 18 Jun 2019
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You know me. You know why I came here crying

like others came before me through their deserts and forests.

 

How long have I been crying without speaking how do

I get out of this uncharted night bepopulate with strangers.

 

In what lost and found dump amid remnants of rainbows

shall I find the kindness that fled from my heart.

 

You know me. You know my dread not that I

am going to die but that I will die crying.

 

Certificate 15
Poem
Spiritual

Comments

Submitted by catherine poarch on

I don't know why this is comforting when it is also bleak but it is. I really like it.

 

Submitted by hudsonmoon on

I love this line: In what lost and found dump amid remnants of rainbows . . . 

Wonderful poem, John.

Rich