Colin Ian Jeffery

Silver Star - 3,002 Points (Redhill Hospital)

Bones At Dying - Poem by Colin Ian Jeffery

Bones at dying shall not quake
Nor decay with the feasting of the worms
For the spirit of this God loving soul
Shall never harbour in the ground.

I have burst free with that force
Which drove each flower up into the light
And soul tossed by furies of purple storms
Shelter where the mind creates its visions.

Topic(s) of this poem: christianity, faith, life and death


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 23, 2017



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