Gravedigger Poem by Martin Dyke

Gravedigger

Rating: 4.5


Out into the dead of night;
Out into fear of sin.
Out into no redeeming light;
Out into God's whim.

I shall not fear the forgotten;
I shall not fear the dead.

Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: god
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Douglas Scotney 15 May 2014

sorry, martin, I see it's not your whim, but PH's

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Douglas Scotney 15 May 2014

what's that whim between your titles and first lines, Martin

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