price of remission

price of remission

A Poem by Ed Hart

price of remission


and wish of will

won't wash the words away

that weaken bold encampments

and leach

              love's long slanting day

drop by wanton drop

the acidic sibilance of fear


soul scorn from heart sworn

flooding damnation on the dear

time's weary papyrus

rolls tight behind each moving hand

and when the ink of rage is dry

it's lost again

                    you understand

© 2017 Ed Hart

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Oh dear Ed.

Your words are beautiful.

Posted 3 Months Ago

But the price is always worth it is it not.

Thought not in my lifetime, or even my children's children; it is how our species will one day make it to the stars,

Oh, and wherever you are reading this dear Edward; Dduw bendithia chi.


Posted 10 Months Ago

The price is life. All costs are high.

Posted 1 Year Ago

Your anger leeches through the screen and the conflicting conversation is a tightrope of emotion. I will join you screaming at the sky until our throats bleed all ......while holding your hand.

Posted 1 Year Ago

I can only dream of writing this way someday Ed. You have such a command over words and bring emotion to each line.

This is a very moving poem.

Posted 1 Year Ago

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Added on April 4, 2017
Last Updated on April 4, 2017


Ed Hart
Ed Hart

Olympia, WA

3/11/17, i am taking this way to notify my friends and readers that several months ago i was given my walking papers from this dimension...i have pancreatic cancer, stage 4,, you can.. more..

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