Five thousand are we,
waiting in this place of God.
Church, ossuary.
We hear you pray; quiet, pleading.
We bones, lain here, await yours…
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Love's Bitter Flow
PoetryA collection of verse, including a poem which is also a Drabble (100 words) with Mythic Greek influence, and followed by humour, horror and fantasy in varying doses as my entry for the 2012 Atty Awards
