Dead Poets : Forum : 'John Edawrd Lawson'

'John Edawrd Lawson'

14 Years Ago

Hi, so I thought i'd introduce to one of my favourite poets John Edward Lawson.

'Where The Heart Isn't'

I crept and slid among purpling children
and blood brambles in full bloom
I was affraid to breath, bullets hung in mid air
The pollen of hate seeding our streets
While your field lay blighted
In that field there lay a solitary horse carcass
I nestled in its cartilage and glistening bone
And when your screams reached my ears
I knew that I had finally come home

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14 Years Ago

Thank for sharing...I've not read him previously, I think I would like to read more.