Excerpt (Poetry): “The Purest Generation”

September 14, 2021

…The stone wall and the canon

Met them with a fearful ROAR!

They blew a kiss and whispered Love –

The canon was no more.

The stone wall raised its thorns

As they silently approached –

To them it was a gateway

And blossoming vines encroached…

Impostors are these archons?

I have no doubt they know

The purest generation,

That their hearts as white as snow.

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Revised poem (excerpt). Complete version will appear in my new poetry book.