Nearly Poem by D A Phinney

Nearly



nearly ten-thirty
it won't be long
till heaven opens
another grave
if dead a wake
is life unchained
death a heeler
of freedom's slave
existence swims
in not and so
death a shore
good-bye a wave

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D A Phinney

D A Phinney

Ithaca, New York
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