Nine, nine, is so fine! We the Mourners We the mourners roam the landa planet-sized graveyardwitnessing the body as tombstoneinclined toward the sharp knife ofLove’s lapidarian urgesetching Time wounds into our skin –urging the most tears We the mournersswallow the sour spacesbetween right & wrongholding the knowledge of their folly – fools aliveenough to write songs poems plays paintingsin… Continue reading Poem 9 – We the Mourners

Stanza 8 - here you go! We the Mourners We the mournersroam the landa planet-sized graveyardwitnessing the body as tombstoneinclined toward the sharp knife ofLove’s lapidarian urgesetching Time woundsinto our skin –urging the most tears We the mournersswallow the sour spacesbetween right & wrongholding the knowledgeof their folly – fools aliveenough to write songspoems plays… Continue reading Poem 8 – We the Mourners

Onward - stanza 7! We the Mourners We the mournersroam the landa planet-sized graveyardwitnessing the body as tombstoneinclined toward the sharp knife ofLove’s lapidarian urgesetching Time woundsinto our skin –urging the most tears We the mournersswallow the sour spacesbetween right & wrongholding the knowledgeof their folly – fools aliveenough to write songspoems plays paintingsin the… Continue reading Poem 7 – We the Mourners