love/war
A rock falls from the sky,
the earth putz out its glove,
and catches it.
THE dark clouds are pregnent with tears,
so they can fill the rivers,
and oceans.
A egg breaks wide open, and in
it, a brand new child.
REPAIR,
REPAIR, the daffodels sing,
REPAIR,
repair, the children sing,
repair,
repair, for this is our only home.
DAVID GERARDINO
Poetry by david gerardino
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Written on 2006-11-09 at 06:49
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REPAIR
REPAIRA rock falls from the sky,
the earth putz out its glove,
and catches it.
THE dark clouds are pregnent with tears,
so they can fill the rivers,
and oceans.
A egg breaks wide open, and in
it, a brand new child.
REPAIR,
REPAIR, the daffodels sing,
REPAIR,
repair, the children sing,
repair,
repair, for this is our only home.
DAVID GERARDINO
Poetry by david gerardino
Read 426 times
Written on 2006-11-09 at 06:49
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