Violent and vindictive,
those liars suggested
that he relent.
He murmured, "Yes."
but that wasn't what they heard.
And so,
fair skinned and adequately weathered
those villains stood
among blood-colored courtyards.
Beating their chests,
they waited for better times
and braver men.
that other writhed.
One eye went blind
and the other - loyal,
murmured
"I do hear you."
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At Odds & Loose Ends: A poetry Collection
PoetryPoems new and old that didn't fit into other collections or were out for consideration at the time. All of my loose ends.
