Two Pillows Poem by Phil de Lange
Two Pillows
Far too long have I slept with Two Pillows
For who?
For what
have I rested?
In false comfort
hatched
with lead feathers under a
Yellow moon have I
slumbered
No longer will sheep’s wool
douse a burning soul
No longer will I be given Forty winks
under this blankets facade
Farewell to cushioned pretenses-
For now I wake.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
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4/27/2024 12:58:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is sensational. I love it, very clever!