my truth has come to me
from inside
as truths do
a mirror to a burn victim
a ghetto fire
my truth
when you find it in me
run before
I see yours in you
Michael Lorne Leard
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Poetry, thoughts, ideas, ramblings.
About Me
- Mike Leard
- Halifax, NS, Canada
- I'm an senior art director by trade, and a writer at heart. I've been published in Quills, Carousel, Monkey Bicycle and some smaller online magazines. http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=602995176
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- My submission to the Toronto Quarterly
- Cyndi (written somewehere around 2002)
- unacceptable
- Prison
- A work in progress
- I'd kill for a pen
- OK, I just submitted to London's "Live Canon Poetr...
- Surgery
- Jesus and the ashes
- The Beach
- There is lust in blood and love in sacrifice
- The ugly widow
- Attrition
- How did this get so complicated (2007/9)
- Miss Misery
- The Lovers
- kingfisher
- Marks
- Stranger still
- Victoria
- Barista Hitler
- Begin the war and we will fall together
- In the hours since last we spoke
- Torture
- The ant and the apple seed
- A reason for winter
- Truth
- Untitled #22
- Blomidon #2
- Awesome posters found by Crystal Oicle.
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