there shall be no resurrection your way of life was caught upon the wings of an albatross headed out beyond tomorrow long before your eyes were opened to this day look not to the vast sea for your fate but rather into the tide pools amongst the jagged rocks where gulls scavenge for survival
That’s a cracking sign!
what a horrible existence for a free soul.
Wow, those last few lines are incredibly powerful–“where gulls/scavenge/for/survival.”
V.cool, my friend! i could just shake those partisan hoo-hahs “representing” us in Congress! Time for an American Spring?
the future looks bleek
hehe – if that doesn’t light a fire under their butt… Love “your way
of an albatross”
It’s all happening, isn’t it – haha! That sign is fantastic (as is the very topical poem).
absolutely love this one Charles. and that sign,.. yes!
goodness..this sign made me shiver…and your words as well…
the sign made me chuckle… but, your words brought home the sad, serious, truth behind it… Love the first line… Nice one, Charles.
The essence right here …