Frederick Kesner

Bronze Star - 2,078 Points (28 August / St. Thomas University Hospital)

And Angels Weep - Poem by Frederick Kesner

Beyond the perimeter of time
A relentless voice of personal addiction
Sings of now defunct dreams.

A helping hand strums, on open hills
Stringed anthems to Elysian chords;
applauds long gone deeds.

Many forget in daily commute,
Their pursuit itself an obsession;
Destiny derailed by blind derision.

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  • Adeline Foster (2/15/2014 11:15:00 AM)

    How well the title fits. A great poem, Elysian chords, indeed. Read mine - Frost Flowers -
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 13, 2013

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