A POEM
Ice in the spirit
Is but frozen tears
And bitterness
Is expectation killed.
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- Karl Keating
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The chain that’s fixed to the throne of Jove,
One link dissolved, the whole creation…
Gentle Lord, I love You.
You tiptoe ‘cross my heart.
You sit beside me quietly…
Accept the wind —
Insanity would fight it now.
It is no angel to be…
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