Keith Johnson

Gold Star - 4,731 Points (9th June 1944 / Cheshire, England)

Tell Me Everything Is Now Forgiven - Poem by Keith Johnson

The needle tears a hole in every dream

And there are livid scars that can't be seen


The cloth once white - its threads now give and fray

As heaven's fabric wastes and wears away


The stains of time have marred both hem and seam

You can't repair what is or might have been


So tuck me tight, hold fast my hand and stay

As eons fold against the lifelong day


From the liar's chair give hope tight-lipped

Puff the pillow ere the bed be stripped


Shush my broken thoughts as I awaken

Sweetest friend before the cloths are taken


While the peace in token sleep is kept

Remember he who rose and he who wept


Tell me everything is now forgiven

And that Lazarus has since arisen.

Topic(s) of this poem: death, death of a friend


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 25, 2016



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