Heath Harrington

Rookie (12/14/1974 / Siloam Spirings, AR)

Our Love - Poem by Heath Harrington

The gods shed those saline tears
wash my wounds and rinse away fears.
thunderbolts rip through my chest
destroying my heart and all the rest,
a gaping hole rotting in from out.
Leaving nothing else to doubt;
Our love to you was not able
to survive and all I saw was a fable.
ordinary
extraordinary.


Comments about Our Love by Heath Harrington

  • (10/20/2008 11:04:00 PM)

    nicely penned
    ++10 regards anju
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  • Chris Newlash (8/3/2008 11:52:00 PM)

    great one, read soem of mine maybe you'll like them! (Report)Reply

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  • (8/3/2008 11:42:00 PM)

    fine penned verses...great... (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 3, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, September 20, 2009


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