Saintly Gerard And The Clouds Poem by Richard Wlodarski
Saintly Gerard And The Clouds
Lying in the green grass of home
Under mother's so watchful eye
Such a damn innocent child
Contemplates life in puffy clouds
Spellbound he truly sees angels
Smiling and laughing and playing
Can't understand why he's not there
So much suffering just not fair
This is a brillient poem on meditation, pain and angels having touching expression with nice diction. Thanks for sharing.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 11:24:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A contemplative and moving poem. Thanks for posting.
Thank you so much, Carl! I really want readers to be moved by the Kerouac Series. Both Jack and Gerard had suffered so much!