Martina Moriarty

Veteran Poet - 1,702 Points (15/04/1964 / Kerry)

Priceless.. - Poem by Martina Moriarty

The Master craftsman
carves his memories
a dream-machine design...

Cursed worlds
in oath collides
within the shawl
of mothers child...

past the hounds...of hell
so you may reap rewards?
upon thy hand that fed.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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  • Kelly Kurt (8/27/2015 4:48:00 PM)

    Wow. Wonderfully written, Martina (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 27, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, August 28, 2015

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