An old man awoke to his mouth
devouring his own face.
As pieces of himself
fell from the bed,
he wondered why
his blood appeared
so silvery.
He concluded that it must be
the silver lining.
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2 comments:
Hi Brian,
I apologize for the spamlike comment, but I’m soliciting submissions for the Ringing of the Bards poetry blog carnival, August 11th.
If you are interested, you can find more details at my blog.
All poems are welcome, but I'm highlighting religious and spiritual poetry this month.
Whether you submit or not, please come by and visit the carnival!
Now there is someone who can find the silver lining in any situation.
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