The Palace(Twisted Mind)

Blessed with
gifts of death
I spoke alone
with stars

That silent night
I still recall
Those rolling hills
of frost and snow



Poetry by Vangelis Varlas
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Written on 2020-12-31 at 02:24

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
I agree with Thomas. You have a gifted hand. I do notice that there is a theological context to your work. A play on traditional catholic memes
2020-12-31



Firm in its rhythm, stark in its diction, this poem is powerful.
2020-12-31