Foxes have holes and birds have nests.
No atheists in foxholes, said
The wise, as if they’d turn them out.
All welcome here
God said.
Monday, May 28, 2012
May drips - 21
He dreams in tongues of fire and death, survival his desire.
She dreams in tongues of heaven, love’s revival,
Man and wife will dream again.
May drips - 20
Under the tree where leaves were dreams on platters freely
served he spoke of love then served his land, now lies, like dreams on
platters.
May drips - 19
Red poppies tell of blood once spilled and grow like
wild-sown dreams on fields. I love their petals, love to feel they’re ever growing
free.
May drips - 18
Thank you for your service friend
The phrase repeats, the service never ends.
Thank you for your service
For the price you paid for me.
May drips - 17
I heard it on the news.
It doesn’t change.
So small I heard a child at war
Had tied. Today
The news is old again.
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