Isabella Misericorde

Isabella Misericorde Poems

Miles and miles of sea to row
Pulling against the undertow
No help that Mary hangs her feet
Offering sharks a meal to eat
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You intend me for your wife
Amid our sober strife
I'd rather take this knife
Without contest, end my life
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The Best Poem Of Isabella Misericorde

Souls

Mary screams we'll just float
As I try in vain to right our boat
Death awaits us on the shoals
MARY. "Then thank your God we have souls"

Isabella Misericorde Comments

Alistair Plint 13 May 2018

I really enjoy reading your poems. They're sharp, witty and crisp. Well done!

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