Charles Lara


Real Mud - Poem by Charles Lara

Wet
dark
deep
unrelenting
hole
of< br>haven
sighs
sinking
slowly
loving< br>more
desires
crucify
the
truth
to
Miles
with
a
trumpet
laced
wit h
gold
and
ties
of
playing
welcome
lines
of truth
and
moving
music
will
ever
bloom
in
open
light
refle cting
on
real mud...


Comments about Real Mud by Charles Lara

  • (5/14/2006 8:49:00 AM)


    i love it.
    bhamini :)
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 13, 2006



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