Adrift Poem by Anthony Edmond John
Adrift
Increase this peace, Entreat this thrift, Enstill this milf, Reveal this ease, Release this miss, Never refute this pen, Eighteen cornseeds eaten by the hen, Instilled by our zen, Those seventh heights well learned, These salient words very well earned; Selah
Sunday, August 5, 2012
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5/10/2024 12:09:00 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Four lines well quilled by a passionate love, that survives on pages with a rare soul connection. To be valued by PH