My Cross
Asthma like the Jews….
Asthma like the Jews….
Her cry was like….
My strength….
A luminary symbol….
The utter of words echoing….
You are not consistent with the physical world…..
A long expressive poem……
Litotes all I see……
You compare one thing to another…….
My land is…….
You are craziness…..
Your anatomy is so silvery…..
I’m a lake and people bend over me……
A West Indian dance with dancers bend……
So far it has been a tragedy…..
The morning was like a surfer on the sea….
The ruby sun has gone down in the west……
Oh, your number of lines I will discuss……
& r……
He lingered along the countless grains of sand…..