
Friends
There was a friend,
a forever face,
clear as water and roses.
Monday, we were friends.
Tuesday, we were language
exploring
the meaning of each other.
We were beginners.
Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Wounded by Love, The Life and Wisdom of St Porphyrious, First published in English 2005. ISBN 978-960-7120-19-9. A concise explanation of Found Poetry and Dadaism can be read at Found Poetry
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