Guillermo Veloso

Bronze Star - 2,757 Points (September 25 1962 / New York City)

Terroir - Poem by Guillermo Veloso

Scars on my heart are the
Maps to my soul
When once I dreamed of return
I found the natural terrain of this love
I surveyed a poisoned terroir; a bitter vintage
Black wine now pours into tired glasses
No destination for this life that lies ahead.
The rainbow I followed to its darkening end held only
Stolen blood, love and hours
Now I seek new soil
Tender earth to till and care for
What fruits it will bear I leave to the sun

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  • (2/11/2010 8:17:00 AM)


    Sort of takes the theme of chasing the carrot on a stick. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 11, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, January 2, 2017


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