GERYLL ZEHR poetry/photography
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CHRISTMAS
Joy awoke in a little land
wrapped in the folds of a woolen band
and a woman's pain in an unmarked place
was the chosen way to consummate grace
for a bloody birth was a prophetic start
to a bloody end with a spear in the heart
but the broken heart was the broken way
that a broken world was bought away
from it's bloody and evil activity
and the act of grace thus perfectly
severed the knot round the hands of Eve.
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  • Home
  • Poems
    • Somewhere
    • Christmas
    • A Tear in the Sky
    • Space
    • Two
    • Garden
    • Midnight
    • Three Ocean Poems
    • A Quest Of My Own
    • Sunset
    • Shadow
    • X-ray Your Heart
    • Exquisite Our Kisses
    • Hand in Hand
    • Here It Began
    • In The Machine
    • The Shepherd
    • Tomorrow's Good
    • Rain on rain
    • Magic
    • LIke The Dawn Brings The Sun
    • Water for Fire
    • Houses Tall
    • Want and need
    • Unborn
    • The Danger To Dreams
    • The Other Half
    • Hunger, Child, Hunger
    • Show Me The Wind
  • Photography
  • Journal
  • Contact