In 35 years I've written more poems than I could ever count. Here are some of them, welcome to my poetry blog.
(Montparnasse cemetery Angel photo courtesy of Jeremy Clifft)
Saturday, February 18, 2012
San gréal
The cup of the holy blood Sought after it was By great men Made of gold Guarded by holy ones To find it would be joyous But the Holy Grail Holder of the royal blood Was not a cup It was the body The flesh Of the one Filled with the blood Of Christ