Tuesday, July 3, 2012

1st Englyn - 4th draft

You judged him and threw your stones
damned his soul,  danced on his bones
yet you are he, though you hide
Ever tied as each atones

this you know with same bearing grudge 
God will see judge as how each atones


  1. It's good to see the proccess of poetry and how a work goes from that first flash of an idea published piece.


  2. Thanks Terry, this is a poetry form I've never tried to write before - and possible will never try again - but it is all in the learning.


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