I'M A Liar Poem by Anthony Dawson

I'M A Liar

Rating: 2.8


I’m a liar at least once a day,

a liar who confesses in some small way.

Richest pickings to fall upon,

sailing could never be smooth in truth.

Blood as thick as ice and mind as hard as tundra ice,

sometimes melted to become a tear.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Herbert Nehrlich1 30 April 2005

Unique. Tundra ice to become a tear. Good job' H

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Anthony Dawson

Anthony Dawson

Camperdown, Sydney
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