At an age when ignorance runs wild and is excused,
Tony needs no pardon.
He has worn every human flaw,
then laid them down—
refusing the polished masks of youth
for the steadier glow of earned wisdom.
He will not bring harm or hurt to any living soul,
because our Tony
knows.
clr 2012
Embodiment of love, a found poem
by Tony W.
It is an old scar, so we breached the walls and laid the city open.
Lying awake at night, no solace for my heart.
Who are you that you should entertain me tonight?
Come a bit closer, fair image…for whom I’d happily die.
My joys come from this earth, nature hides me from her face…
the most painful excess.
Tony W