Van Gogh

publication by: Braverman Waltz
Written on Apr 27, 2017

I am not hurried in the dark for the sake of those who line these walls I am not that thoughtful,I am but still remembering with burdensome light through eyes so heavy see what brush and pen have seen to tell,and with crying yearning of the quiet kind unleash these words upon all souls for praying,I say over life's falling edge,fall not from grace but let thee be a friend down.

 

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Frank Hornby . commented:
I find you poetry impossible to understand......??sorry.......

 

 

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